What Do You Dream About?

Life is busier than ever! I always thought there was a busy time of year, and a time when things slowed down, but I'm finding that it's just busy year round here ;)

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Our stairway railing/banister was finished the other day {and by finished I mean it was constructed. It is by no means finished}, and now the real work begins. Spackle, putty, sanding, more sanding, painting, and staining are all on the list of things to do. It's funny how you hire people for certain jobs thinking "whew, that's one less thing I have to worry about!" only to find that there is always something {lots of times many somethings} that have to be done to the "finished product". Ahh well. Such is the life when you are the contractor.

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I seem to dream a LOT more when I'm pregnant than when I'm not. Or maybe it's just that my dreams are more vivid or that I remember them more, not really sure how that works. Anyway. I won't delve into the dream I had the other night about my mom signing me up to compete in a pageant . . . while pregnant. Um yeah, that wasn't pretty. But I will mention the dream I had last night. See, I have a "gender" dream each pregnancy before finding out what we're having. And I've been right every time . . . so far. This pregnancy I've had several dreams about new babies, but it's always a little foggy regarding who the baby actually belongs to. In one dream I was holding a new baby boy, but then it seemed as though the baby actually belonged to my friend, Amanda. In another dream I was taking care of a brand new baby girl, but then I found out that she belonged to my older sister. Sigh. But night before last was the clearest one of all. Wanna hear?

Mkay. I was in labor. Jeremy and I hopped in the car to head to the hospital, and Jeremy decided that he needed to stop at the market {this is actually very believable. When I called Jeremy to tell him that I was in labor with Kenners, he decided there was time to stop by the taxidermist on the way home from work. After that, he thought it was a good idea to put gas in the car, and stop by the post office. I was about dying by the time we actually made it to the hospital}. Anyway. I ended up having the baby in the market. Not actually the best scenario if you knew what our local market looked like. Jeremy delivered the baby, and we decide that we needed to get to the hospital ASAP. Once we're on our way, I look at him and ask "Well, what did we have???" And he says "I don't really know, I was in such a hurry to get you to the hospital". {Not real believable, I know. But it was a dream, people!} We get to the hospital, and are waiting for the nurse to come in. I unwrap the baby, and . . . . . .

It was a boy!

LOL! I realize it was just a dream, but . . . you never know ;) I fully expect we're having another girl, but it just cracks me up what goes on inside our heads!

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And that's all the stories I have for you today ;)

Hope you have a fabulous weekend!