........ the first thing I see when I get onto my facebook home page, under update status, is that question, "How are you doing Sharon?" It's as if they know something ....... and it doesn't help that I have a guilty conscience right now. You see, last nite in a dream, I rolled a friend's baby pig down a hill (by accident, mind you) and since the poor little thing (bless it's heart) survived t...he tumble, I wasn't going to say anything. I tried desperately to rescue it but my efforts were hampered by the fact that I was running in slow motion!
It all took place at a convention I was attending and several of my facebook friends were there. I have this friend who is a wonderful and kind Grandmother (Hi Kay!) and she was in attendance ..... pushing a baby buggy with a precious, newborn pig in it. (O: Well, she left her baby pig with me for a short while and during that time I became aware that the hotel I was staying in was having a $500 drawing. I learned that the number which would have been my entry in the drawing was on a tee shirt that was supposed to have been given me at the time I checked in ..... but it wasn't. So, I was on my way back to get it.
This is when it happened. I stopped for just a second, let go of the handle and the buggy tipped over and that poor little guy rolled all the way down hill. Naturally, I panicked .... fearing for the little pig's life and my own as well ( knowing that if Kay ever found out what happened, I would be in BIG trouble!) I gently lifted the little traumatized pig to my shoulder and softly sang to it, "Rock a bye baby ....." and I knew it was going to be ok because it began to purrrrrr! I did notice a few scattered angel feathers along the way, so I knew someone was watching out for us both! Whew! At that time, I could see that everything was going to be ok and decided not to mention this to Kay......
Of course, this doesn't have anything to do with the little pig, but later on (in the same dream) I also decided to go somewhere and chose to take a shortcut down a dark alley. Bad judgement. I knew I shouldn't have done it but .... you know how it is. Well, I had hardly started out.... and these two really scary hoodlems appeared in front of me. One of them was holding a really big silver spatula. I thought, "Oh no, why did I do this." I figured I was a gonner. Then, I figured, "Naw!" So, I started making a lot of noise, grabbed the spatula and the hoodlem holding it by the neck and started dragging him down the alley toward a cop, that thankfully, appeared up ahead. I swear, this guy was crying huge tears ..... I almost felt sorry for him. His loyal sidekick just followed along, with a look of great distress on his face. Yeah, I did that! (O:
Now, you may wonder what would cause me to have such a dream as this ..... and here is my conclusion: too much time online! (O: Yes, of course, Kay is my Facebook friend and I am aware that she loves kids... not sure about the pig thing though. Yesterday I saw a post of the world's smallest elephant. It was a precious newborn and they were having to watch it very closely because of complications. Then, I had seen a YouTube video which was discussing items a woman may carry in her purse....one item mentioned was, a spatula? The purring pig had to be my cat who was sleeping on my head. Finally, I ordered a tee shirt for my son in law for Christmas and it didn't arrive, so we had to call and inquire about it's status.
It all took place at a convention I was attending and several of my facebook friends were there. I have this friend who is a wonderful and kind Grandmother (Hi Kay!) and she was in attendance ..... pushing a baby buggy with a precious, newborn pig in it. (O: Well, she left her baby pig with me for a short while and during that time I became aware that the hotel I was staying in was having a $500 drawing. I learned that the number which would have been my entry in the drawing was on a tee shirt that was supposed to have been given me at the time I checked in ..... but it wasn't. So, I was on my way back to get it.
This is when it happened. I stopped for just a second, let go of the handle and the buggy tipped over and that poor little guy rolled all the way down hill. Naturally, I panicked .... fearing for the little pig's life and my own as well ( knowing that if Kay ever found out what happened, I would be in BIG trouble!) I gently lifted the little traumatized pig to my shoulder and softly sang to it, "Rock a bye baby ....." and I knew it was going to be ok because it began to purrrrrr! I did notice a few scattered angel feathers along the way, so I knew someone was watching out for us both! Whew! At that time, I could see that everything was going to be ok and decided not to mention this to Kay......
Of course, this doesn't have anything to do with the little pig, but later on (in the same dream) I also decided to go somewhere and chose to take a shortcut down a dark alley. Bad judgement. I knew I shouldn't have done it but .... you know how it is. Well, I had hardly started out.... and these two really scary hoodlems appeared in front of me. One of them was holding a really big silver spatula. I thought, "Oh no, why did I do this." I figured I was a gonner. Then, I figured, "Naw!" So, I started making a lot of noise, grabbed the spatula and the hoodlem holding it by the neck and started dragging him down the alley toward a cop, that thankfully, appeared up ahead. I swear, this guy was crying huge tears ..... I almost felt sorry for him. His loyal sidekick just followed along, with a look of great distress on his face. Yeah, I did that! (O:
Now, you may wonder what would cause me to have such a dream as this ..... and here is my conclusion: too much time online! (O: Yes, of course, Kay is my Facebook friend and I am aware that she loves kids... not sure about the pig thing though. Yesterday I saw a post of the world's smallest elephant. It was a precious newborn and they were having to watch it very closely because of complications. Then, I had seen a YouTube video which was discussing items a woman may carry in her purse....one item mentioned was, a spatula? The purring pig had to be my cat who was sleeping on my head. Finally, I ordered a tee shirt for my son in law for Christmas and it didn't arrive, so we had to call and inquire about it's status.
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