This morning I had an exceedingly odd dream about Angelina Jolie wanting to bum a cigarette from me. As I woke, I felt the dream receding and wished there were some way to capture it without having to pay attention to fine motor skills or actually having to speak, which is something I completely avoid until I’ve brushed my teeth. Doesn’t matter who’s around or if I’m alone, I just hate having to open my mouth. I also gag if I happen to drool on myself when I’m brushing, but that’s another story.<\/p>\n
So for some reason, as I’m waking up, I wax poetic and say to myself, “Dreams are the cobwebs that hold my eyelashes shut; when my eyes open, the fragile strands of the dreams are inexorably torn and all that’s left is floating shreds in front of my pupils.”<\/p>\n
Being artsy fartsy in the morning is, unfortunately, as nauseating as dribbling on myself. Sheesh.<\/p>\n
Tonight, as the kids played upstairs, hubby went down to the office to check on something. I heard a muffled, “Ow, damn it!” but figured that since it wasn’t loud, it wasn’t serious. After a couple of minutes, he called me down. Turns out it was a muffled curse since he had been faceplanted in the carpet – fell down the stairs, injured his ankle. I think it’s probably broken – second time since I’ve known him that he’s slipped down the stairs and hurt an ankle. But he was lying on the floor, obviously in great pain, and couldn’t stop giggling. So hard that he couldn’t even think about trying to stand. And giggled for a good 15 minutes after.<\/p>\n
Mr. Manly Man wouldn’t go to the doctor, either. I’ve got to try to roust him to urgent care tomorrow. How the hell am I gonna get him upstairs to bed?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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