This morning I woke up after having a very disturbing dream. I was trying to protect my child from a maniac who was hacking up victims with an axe. I didn’t want the child to get hacked up and I was also trying to shield the kid from seeing the carnage around us. I have no idea what brought that on. My entire torso and part of my neck are so sore today that I can only assume I spent a great deal of time in that dream and that I was tensing up the whole time.
The better-half said that I’m sore from where he came to bed last night, stood on the foot board and then belly-flopped on me and gave me a couple of good rabbit punches. That guy, always telling a funny one.
Okay, now that was one heck of a creepy dream. We’ve had a series of break-in’s one street over from my house (Studley Rd) and I’ve been creeped out for a couple weeks now. I actually had a creepy dream myself…although axes and mangled bodies weren’t part of it.
Happy Valentine’s Day!!
Richmond has been the subject of some major, gruesome, world-wide crime coverage lately. I am sure it gets to you after a while.
You’re not pregnant, are you?
Hee hee…the Frog preggers with Tadpoles.
No. Not pregnant. Not with babies or tadpoles.
I think it can be explained by your unnatural distain of penguins. I mean, who doesn’t want to mangle a penguin with a blunt axe?