Electric Dreams--(I loved that song..)

 

My youngest son woke up screaming this morning exclaiming:

 

“I don’t want to read the mail!  I want to play my game!”

 

My youngest is 3 years old. 

 

Apparently he was having a dream about the computer.  After we put in broadband, the older boys use their computer upstairs in their room.  Lizzy uses her laptop in her room, and Rich uses the computer he has in the garage.  Nicholas and I share the computer in the living room.  You would think that sharing a computer with a 3 year old wouldn't’t be that hard, but think again.  He LOVES playing his multitude of CD Rom games, and Playhouse Disney, Nick Jr., and Nick.com..  We almost fight over the computer sometimes.  When I want to check my email, he’ll sit on my lap, and sometimes X me out of AOL; or if I’ve just completed an entry in my the journal, he’ll X out the screen.  It can be a little frustrating at times.  This morning, I guess he had a dream of me checking my email in the middle of his SpongeBob game.  How dare I want to check my mail and interrupt this game!

 

“It’s okay, Nick you are just having a bad dream.”  I try to explain to my frantic 3 year old.

 

“I want to go back to my bad dream!”  He sobs, “I want to go back to my game!” 

 

Is this a little too extreme or what?

 

After a few moments, the crying stopped, and he was back in dream land, computer world. 

 

I had a few dreams last night myself.   Of course, unfortunately I don’t remember the whole dream entirely.  I don’t remember exactly where I am in the dream, but my ex-sister-in-law is in it, and she is in what I think is supposed to be my house in the kitchen.  In the dream, the ex-husband calls, and speaks to her, and the whole conversation is being recorded on my answering machine.  He, of course in unhappy with something about me (what else) and is just going on and on about my trip to the Azores this summer..etc.. 

 

I got the notarized letter for Andrew’s passport that I sent to the ex-husband in the mail yesterday.  I don’t know why I was expecting to see money in the envelope as well—I guess it was wishful thinking on my part.  He did say that he would help with the cost since his kids were going to see his two sisters and two brothers that the kids haven’t seen in seven years…  Hmm..  How dare I think he would be good on his word, huh?  Well, I sent him an email asking if he still intended in sending some money to help.  After this dream of hearing him yell on the phone, I just knew he must have just read his email early this morning.  Sure enough, 4:15 am my time he did—yeah sometimes I known to be just a little psychic/psychotic/psycho. 

 

The weather over here in my part of the world is a bit crazy.  It was pouring rain early this morning when hubby left for work, and by the time I left, the sky was blue, and sunny with everything outside wet as could be, with only a few dark clouds looming to the South.  My drive was wet, but clear.  By this afternoon, however, they say it will rain, with thunder storms, hail and even snow at elevations of 2,000 feet.  It’s Strange, strange weather for this part of the state.  I may even catch some snow in the mountains on my way home tonight.  I will admit to you that I purposively turned on the news as soon as I woke up, hoping that it would tell me that Hwy 17 was closed.  My boss lady, says it may happen tomorrow; her husband is a fireman and knows all this road closure/weather stuff. 

 

Surprisingly, the receptionist was here yesterday, but she didn't come after lunch.  She went to her mom’s house and got “sick” during lunch because of something she “ate," but, she told us she’d be back today.  Nope, she isn’t here today.  I haven’t heard why yet, but I’m sure it will be entertaining.  Last week, she was here two days.  Wednesday she didn't come in because she was feeling “ill,” Thursday she had to go to her mom’s home because the fence “was missing”, and then she called in Friday to say that she “found the fence” but she had to clean the gutters at her mom’s house under the rain, and because of experience, she was just so exhausted, she just couldn't come in to work that morning.  We can only speculate what she is doing at this moment.  My friend Maria and I think she lives a double life.  We think she goes out clubbing with vampires, or she is involved in an internet love affair.