Bad dreams...

I had a horrible dream last night. I was with Pooks in our house and she was dying from some horrible disease that was eating away at her head and body. She had gaping holes in her head where the disease had eaten through skin and bone. Eventually her skin was in tatters, bright red strips encircling her body. I was trying to get a doctor to see her or get her to a hospital but couldn't and I was scared and disgusted at the same time. I didn't like seeing her hurt and there was nothing I could do.

It was the kind of dream that you remember and even now I feel slightly nauseous thinking about it. It doesn't help that Pooks really is sick with a very bad cold.


I spent the weekend cleaning. It was a little lonely putting lights on the tree Sunday. The girls were out with "things-to-do", so I put lights on the tree. I had put together the tree on Saturday. I still have to go shopping for Pooks and Mags. Actually I need to do shopping for everyone else too, lol. I'll get it done. Still waiting to hear from the insurance guy on Mags' car. Waiting sucks.