Knee Deep
I had a dream last night that I somehow forgot to pick my daughter up from preschool, and it was 6 pm, and her pickup is at 11:30 am. I had a message on my cell phone that I couldn't retreive, and I was begging Teri Hatcher for help.
Because clearly she knows her cell phones. Or something.
It shook me up. And clearly my psyche is trying to tell me that I'm forgetting some of the important things in my life right now, and also that I need to actually read my cell phone manual.
I'm going to take a few days off from blogging over here (the blogging will continue over at Big Slice) and will be back hopefully with ducks in a row, and the preschool on speed dial.
Have a great weekend, everyone!
Comments
So Teri wasn't much help then? You'd think all those Radio Shack commercials would have paid off for her.
Seriously, it's good once in a while to step back and regroup. See you over at Big Slice.
Posted by: Elizabeth | September 29, 2006 2:21 PM
You know, I had a very similar dream, where I forget to pick up both my daughters at school and couldn't seem to get the phone number to the school right, and kept trying to punch in different numbers. (Which, come to think of it, is not much different from my waking hours.)
Terri Hatcher never appeared in mine, although my husband said at one point I yelled out, "Goddamnit, phone" in my sleep.
Posted by: sweatpantsmom | September 30, 2006 4:30 PM
Terri Hatcher!?? lol
Hope you had a good one..
Posted by: Chana | October 1, 2006 9:30 PM