10 am and here I sit, finally, with a cup of coffee. I slept on the couch last night because V. was snoring. He doesn't snore very often and when he does I can usually whisper to him and he'll stop. But not last night. Hmm, so I slept on the couch and didn't get up until after 9 this morning. And the poor dog is probably waiting to be walked even though when I look out the window into the yard I see that she is still tucked warmly in her dog house. Today I'm feeling slightly weird. I never get sick because I don't allow it. But today...my head feels swimmy, my throat feels puffy, my limbs feel heavy, and my joints creaky. So there ya have it--while my brain-mass is levitating into the clouds, my body is sinking into the ground. I'm feeling slightly discombobulated and can only hope that this small, but potent, cup of coffee can pull me back together.
Last night I dreamt that I was at a family reunion. My uncle was dressed up as a plastic dinosaur and Vinny was throwing pebbles at him and my grandma who was laying on the beach on a lawn chair. I was standing in ankle deep lake water with my sister saying: "I wannnnna go hoooooomme!"