I apologize for the distinct absence of pix recently. I've lost the power cord to recharge the battery in my digital camera, and when I turn said camera on, the message says, "battery is exhausted," and shuts down.
I feel that way myself, sometimes!
My friend Louise's blog post today mentioned her wild and weird pregnancy dream (a 13 lb boy with all his teeth who got swiped by a nurse), and it reminded me of my own dreams I've been meaning to mention.
The night before last I dreamt that my dad cheated on my mom (hilarious, if you know my dad. I don't think he has ANY of what you could call 'potentials'...as in, female friends/associates to become involved with...not to mention his loyalty) and I chased him around screaming at him about his infidelity. I was mad enough to kill him! Wild. Intense!
Last night as well, I had a very emotionally intense dream, involving helicopters and a lost child (directly related to the chopper circling our neighbourhood as I was putting Ayden to bed last night, as we discussed the possibility that it was looking for someone who was lost...more likely it was looking for/chasing bad guys, but I didn't bring that up).