My wife had a paying corporate gig yesterday. So, she came home early. With her were several bunches of flowers. My wife broght me flowers. "I know you have had a rough week." Most of my week was not blogable. She's right. But my wife is wondrous cool.
In more recent psychological interest, I had a dream last night where I was scheduled to preach on St Patrick's day in two places...at the same hour...in my kilt. I could not seem to get it all together. I kept leaving behind bits of the kilt or my collar or whatever at my father's house...where all my stuff was.
Well, ain't this just a ducky dream?
Have at it, guys. Tell me what it's about.
Posted by tripp at September 16, 2006 07:24 AMI have just finished serving jury duty.
What a cool experience! However, I feel that
I have had enough of civic duty for a while.
I asked my co-worker, Lisa, about your dream.
She said, "Did he leave something at his father's house?"
I guess that could be metaphorically or literally.
Posted by: teresa at September 20, 2006 10:16 AM