mizzinky

Today I have to go to my parents house and pick up a check from my brother and a check from my mom, then I have to go to the bank. I also have to go to Meijer and buy a photo album. For mother's day. I had all my digital photos printed that my mom has wanted for years, and I'm going to arrange them in photo albums for her. She is gonna love it. I'm going to try to do our taxes today, as well.

I had such a strong desire this morning to go hang out with my dad, drink coffee, watch Fox News, golf, and home improvement shows, poke around in the backyard. Then I sat down at breakfast and was reading my Strut Magazine and there was an essay about how this girl moved into her own apartment for the first time and her dad came over and helped her paint and put up shelves, and then he was killed in a car accident a few days later. It was so sad. Now I really want to hang out with him.

I had the craziest dream last night. My family and Scott and Monica were at this lake house, but it was also my parents house and also my aparment. This church group was having a potluck thing downstairs, but when I got there to get Monica and I some food, there was nothing left. For some inexplicable reason, I stole their propane tank. I had in front of my parents house and it was hissing gas. I put it in the front yard and all of a sudden a fuse appearred on it (like the cartoon bomb fuses). My brothers and Monica were in the driveway and I told them to run. So we all ran into the backyard, where dad and Scott were working on something and I told them to run. Then it exploded with this enormous fireball. Then Monica called and woke me up. There were lots of other parts of the dream, but that was the most vivid.