The Front Door!

Last night I had one of the weirdest dreams that I have ever had in my life, so, of course, I am blaming the full moon for it, because the dream made no sense to me at all.

When Tony came home from the Old Timer, in Medina, I told him about my weirdest dream, which wasn't scary to me, even though it did include my dear, dead dad and Lucky, our recently dead, three-legged cat, who were both alive in it and happy. "And, Tony," I said. "There were these three soldiers, too, who showed up and came inside the trailer and they told me that they wanted to live in my trailer with me, so they could protect me. And one of them was a General in the Army! Can you believe that? I remember I didn't want them to live there, because Dad was visiting me, so I tried to be real nice and told them that I didn't think that was such a good idea, and then the woman and male soldier, who were young and good-looking and real nice people, too, went and took off the front door of the trailer and..." And that is when Tony smiled and gave me one of those looks like—you're crazy.

After we had quit laughing I continued with my story, "After they took off the front door, they threw it in the front yard, which made me pretty mad, and then they went outside and carried in a portable bar with barstools and sat it right down in the middle of the big room and then they started drinking beer."

Tony started laughing, again. "What kind of beers were they drinking?"

"I don't remember, but Dad and I drank a beer with them and the General. Then the friendly, young male soldier asked me to walk to town with him to get some groceries and I did and it wasn't far—maybe a mile or so and that is when these two young girls came up to us and said, "Is this your cat?" I told them yes, so they gave him to me. I was so happy to see Lucky—then we got lost somehow and were in some pretty park. And the dream ended when we finally found our way back home. I can't quit thinking about it and I can still visualize it. It was so real. What do you think it means?" Tony shook his head sideways.

"I don't know, Nance. It was just a weird dream and I wouldn't give it a second thought. I need to go outside and help Ellen and Charlie with the chores. They are so nice. I can't believe they came over to help me."

After Tone left the trailer I returned a few phone calls and e-mails and then I did something that I haven't done since last year—I finally walked six miles with Leslie Sansone and I loved it! So, I guess you could say that I am finally "back in the saddle, again," because I can't wait to walk with her tomorrow.

I spent the rest of my day taking care of business and doing paperwork. Around five o'clock, this evening, I went over to the Lodge to visit with Kinky and The Friedmans and it was fun. Sophie was so cute, as she ran around the Lodge showing off her new haircut and "The Boys" (Brownie and Chumley) seemed to be as happy to see me as I was to see them. And, that is about all that happened today.

Y'all have a great evening! And, sweet dreams.