This morning, Ash was eating a bowl of cereal while I was putting breast pump related items into my bag and he said, “Want to see something interesting?” I went to the glass door and saw that it had rained a little, but we were right on the edge of it: exactly half of the deck was wet, along with half of our patio furniture. How cool is that? How often does something like that happen, you know?

Anyway, we watched Juno last night and I liked it. I didn’t think it was all-out fantastic but I was happy with the story. And despite what a lot of people said, I didn’t find the end to be all that sad. It worked out the best for everyone, I think.

Oh, and not to let anyone down, I will recount the two weird dreams I had Friday night. (I knew I shouldn’t have eaten that string cheese right before bed.)

First dream: We were poor or something – kind of like in Willy Wonka – and my grandparents were in the same bed as Ash and I. I was going to sleep and I kissed my grandmother good night. Ash went in to get the baby, who was crying. When he came around to my side of the bed with him, I thought something was wrong and looked at the video monitor, where the baby sat, still in his crib. We rushed into the nursery and put one baby next to the other, identical. Somehow my reasoning was that the other was the evil baby. And suddenly, his mouth became a gaping chomping monstrosity full of sharp teeth and he began violently biting at us. We had to keep the evil thing at bay and finally, ripped that evil baby in half, blood and flesh hanging torn from either side of its dead body. Needless to say, I woke up with a shout and immediately went into the baby’s room to check on him (and to make sure there was only one, good child in the crib.) ::Shudder::

Second dream: I lived in an apartment complex with one of my blog readers, one whose blog I read on a daily basis (no, I’m not telling you who, but it’s not someone I have ever met personally). Details are sketchy but there was something about a swimming pool and cheating on his wife with me and all kinds of other weird ideas that I can’t quite remember. But what I found odd was how that person got into my subconscious. Why not someone from one of the other 50+ blogs I read? The mind is a strange strange thing!

Anyway, time is going surprisingly quickly today and I have yet to accomplish a lot of things that need to be done, like book orders. But I did submit my grades, which is awesome. So, how was your weekend?