Thursday, September 27, 2012


I keep having weird dreams.

You learn in psychology classes that dreams are a release of our subconscious. Whatever is in the back of our minds happens to display itself in dream-life. 

I am most positive that I don't think about getting pregnant at an assisted living center in an old person's bed. (With my husband, of course.) I am also positive that I haven't once thought about (consciously OR subconsciously) taking the baby out of my uterus 3 months into the pregnancy and letting it walk around a room full of canned food, only to put it back in. 

I also don't think I've ever thought about riding a pogo-stick through a time-traveling sandcastle with little girls in prom dresses. 

I think psychology is lying.

I guess we'll see what I dream about tonight.