Friday, September 25, 2009

dreams and things

hydrangea

Last night I was asked to be a campaign manager. To re-elect this man.

Generally I do not remember my dreams. This one, so (far) out of the ordinary, was memorable. I woke up before I decided whether I would or would not take on the job. Guess he's on his own. :)

Do you have any strange dreams to share?
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Jon and Kristi have seen some more activity on their house. It has been on the market now for 15 months. Please pray that it will sell.
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Talked to Joshua on the phone last night.
Yes, an actual conversation. He said 'hi' and I said 'hi'.
Makes me smile and smile and smile.
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And....three months 'til Christmas!

6 comments:

Becky said...

I spent years and years and years not dreaming at all. Then, last January they put me on a new medicine and I have dreamed every night since,memorable and fun and strange (never scary) dreams. I love it! It wasn't until I started dreaming that I realized I hadn't for so many years. Strange.

Christmas! Is that when you get to see your boy???? I'd be counting the hours too :)

Becky said...

I guess I should have said boy(s).

Anonymous said...

I'm not quite sure what to say about you dreaming about Arnold...
My husband dreamed about a turquise-colored house once; he is sure it is still out there waiting for him somewhere. I told him the first thing we would do is paint it a different color....
Josh is talking? Granny homeschooling begins!
The very thoughtful package arrived. It "made my day". Arnold doesn't say that, does he? Love you, Linda

momawake said...

I suppose you could be campaign manager for worse guys. ;-)

I usually don't remember my dreams, but the recurring type are the ones where I have missed the entire semester of some class and then I have to take the test. Panic ensues. Shall we analyze that?

cheri said...

Ever write down your dreams, Becky?

I'll keep a look out for a turquoise house down here Linda. Glad you like the package!

Yes, I have panicky type dreams too. Late for the plane, late for a class, forget an article of clothing...Don't even want to analyze that!

thatmom said...

Once I dreamed I took my cat out to dinner and he sat across the table from me wearing a linen napkin around his neck and looking at me and eating. He was a terrible conversationalist. Did I mention how spoiled he is?