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I have a little insomnia tonight and so, of course, I am thinking about dreaming.
When I was at BYU, I lived in a great house lovingly known as "The Yellow Brick House" because, well, the house was made of yellow bricks.There were eight of us in the house, and it was great! Always something going on; always someone to talk to. And talk we did.
Before the beginning of a new semester, we would all get together and make predictions for the new semester. It was a lot of fun.What an amazing time! When else but in college could the course of your life change every four months!
So what are my dreams now? My friend told me about a house that she looked at once that had a master bedroom closet that was so big it had a washer and dryer in the closet. No more trudging laundry up and down the stairs! I'm dreaming. . .
Oh! Daughters willing to eat the peels on apples. I'm dreaming. . .
A metro stop in Waldorf. Oh, that would be awesome! I'm dreaming. . .
No more contacts. Just being able to see all of the time. I'm dreaming. . .
So, what are you dreaming about?
6 comments:
Like you my friend..insomnia has become a ritual here too, as well as dreaming of sleep.
I can't believe you would want a Metro stop in Waldorf..convience yes but imagine all the more crime said convience brings. I'm with you on the contact thing...I wish I had the courage to just get the Lasik done. The only dream I have is for summer to come...and enjoy those lazy 90 degree pool days...ahhh bliss.
I'm w/ Sylvia-bring on the heat
I'm dreaming that my kids would sleep (Eddie was up to well after 9:00 and up at 5:45 demanding bagels and kid shows
I still believe in my dream of a metro station. Having lived in Virginia for six years, I know that they can be great!
What is it with you chicks and insomnia!?! Perhaps I suffer from narcolepsy cause I could seriously go not sleep right about...........ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I dream I could be transported to NM and have no stress. Of course, if I could be transported then Bill would be out of a job so maybe I need to rethink that one. :) I am with LeeAnn. ZZZZZZ
Ahhh, the yellow brick house. I liked that place. Too bad they kicked us all out after only a summer and a semester so BOYS could take over. So mean of the hierchy.
I'm dreaming that my 3 year old in a week would actually do something I request the FIRST time instead of needing to resort to counting or timeout threats. . .
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