It Only Hurts When I Blog

Greetings, Bloggy Sure-Happy-Its-Thursdayers!

Check out sweet Savi looking up at us! Can't wait to see her in just over a week.

We are ONE week plus ONE day away from Savannah turning ONE! (Next Friday).

Sooooo - what's going on?

I had strange dreams last night, and I'll tell just a few details that I remember.

First - in MY dreams I usually have some kind of challenge or navigation issue.

I was on a vacation and had a room at this country cottage-motel kind of place with a grassy lawn on a bluff.

The people were so thick on the grass that I had to walk very close to the cliff edge to get by, stepping over people. When I got to the front desk, the route to my room was also blocked, because they had set up a food bar/buffet there. I decided to go back outside and around the building, but a kind staff member let me through.

Walking down the hallway to my room, I passed another staff member who was hanging up a photo next to her cash register. The photo was of a character (Inquisitor Glockta - an interrogator who was a former P.O.W. and heavily tortured) who I have been reading about in the trilogy I am reading right now.

She said that he had invented this 'heart staple' that had saved her life. I said something like 'he is enterprising, isn't he?'

It is very rare for me to incorporate a character from a book I am reading into my dreams, by the way!

Last bit - there were two bonfires on the beach that nobody was really tending, and sparks and twigs (sticks, actually) were flying from it that I was concerned would start a fire in the beach grass, etc.

Well, I think that's enough blathering about my dream last night - I have to go!! TTFN!