Oh, and I bet she was a stick, all bones. You could have said, loudly to Chris, "Oh, how sad. And so young too-- I wonder how long she has..."
Lawsy, Cobe, my dreams last night have left me exhausted. I somehow had a daughter only she was about three inches high, with yarn hair.
And we were in a big hall and she wouldn't sit still. I really wanted to see the show, which was the premiere of an opera and starred, as I told the person next to me, a really close friend. THe band started playing and out came my old friend, Meatloaf. (and no, I don't know Meatloaf when I'm awake, but apparently we are very close in dreamland) and this daughter wet her pants, only when I looked closer, she had turned into a clothespin. Then my real daughter showed up, and I said, "Oh, good, I was getting worried.All I had was this clothespin" The woman next to me said, "COuld you keep that child quiet," and I said,"I just adopted her and she has no toys, except for this clothespin and it's wet."
The woman said, "Well here, she can play with my daughter's dollhouse furniture." And she pulled out all these little boxes of furniture and emptied them into a little house. But my child started crying becuase she wanted the boxes, and the woman said, "No, you can't play with the boxes, just the furniture" which I thought was silly, but you can't really complain about free gifts. THen Meatloaf made an announcement that the CHristian Mom of the Year award went to this woman next to me, and I thought,"Hmmph, they obviously don't know about the boxes."
THEN I was in bed, and the phone rang and it was someone from New York calling to ask me to meet them for lunch in Fort WOrth and to bring my lawyer; they wanted to talk about a contract, but she wouldn't tell me what for. I said, "Dan, you have to go to lunch with me," and he said, "I can't. I have to fly out at 11." ANd the woman said, "Well, that's really too bad. SOme other time." |
