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(a 100 words post)

I rarely remember what I dream. However, this morning, I remembered. I dreamed last night that I moved to Australia and that I had a baby. For some reason, my bed covers pinched me and the baby whenever we tried to go to sleep. I was exhausted in this dream. Finally, I had to buy a new bed. Then I woke up. I wonder what that means. When I went to bed, I was really frustrated with my children. I wonder if I was stewing about it and decided subconsiously that running away to Australia would be the answer.


6 Responses

  1. My heartfelt appreciation goes out to all of you who have taken the
    time and trouble to send me “forwards” over the past 12 months. Thank
    you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy.

    Extra thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat crap in the glue on
    envelopes cause I now have to go get a wet towel every time I need to
    seal an envelope.

    Also, I scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason. Because
    of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove
    toilet stains.

    I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these
    products are atheists who refuse to put “Under God” on their cans.

    I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. I
    no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be
    pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

    I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a
    water buffalo on a hot day.

    I no longer go to shopping malls because someone might drug me with a
    perfume sample and rob me.

    I no longer receive packages from nor send packages by UPS or FedEx
    since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise.

    I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a
    number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda,
    Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

    I no longer eat KFC because their “chickens” are actually horrible
    mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

    I no longer have any sneakers — but that will change once I receive my
    free replacement pair from Nike.

    I no longer have to buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I
    now have their recipe.

    I no longer worry about my soul because at last count I have 363,214
    angels looking out for me.

    Thanks to you, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I
    forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within
    five minutes.

    I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is
    about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time)

    I no longer have any money at all – but that will change once I receive
    the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in
    their special email program.

    Yes, I want to thank you so much for looking out for me that I will now
    return the favor!

    If you don’t send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 7
    minutes, a large pigeon with a wicked case of diarrhea will land on
    your head at 5:00 PM (CDT) this afternoon.

    I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor’s ex-mother-in-law’s second husband’s cousin’s beautician.


  2. Running away to Australia….can I come?

  3. Now that I think of it, the dream reminds me of that children’s book, “Alexander and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.” In that book, Alexander decides that he’ll just run away.. to Australia. 🙂

    Pack your bags, Linny. One of these days I may just jump on a plane & run away! Well.. probably not. But the thought of that kind of freedom is grand, huh?

  4. I LOVED that book!

  5. Uh, who’s Pamela?

  6. LOL I was thinking the same thing.. and considered deleting it b/c it looks like spam.. but it’s funny.. so I’m leaving it. 🙂

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