This morning I was digging in the back of my closet looking for my "Kiss me, I'm Irish" t-shirt.
I was getting pretty pissed that I couldn't find it and my besties are patiently waiting in the driveway for me so we can go to Six Flags.
I know it is in here but I don't wanna dig too far because the last time I did that I ended up with cat poo on my forehead.
Well shit!(pun..well you know)
Now they are honking.
I am trying to hurry. Quit the damn honking.
My god! Stop!
I run to the garage door.
"Stop honking the damn horn" I giggle.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
I realize as I am laying in bed that I don't HAVE a "kiss me I'm Irish" t-shirt.
The "honking" is my alarm clock.
My best buddy lives 1,000 miles away and is not in fact in my drive way.
I have a baby finger in my nose.
I am not going to Six Flags today but I AM going to work.
The only thing relevant to the whole dream is
Happy St. Patty's Day!!!!!
3 comments:
Very cute!!! Now you have me so curious as to what Six Flags you are talking about??!!! I have one in the state I am in too!!!
Could we actually be in the same state?? Maybe neighbors??!!!
That would be six flags over Texas mam! How about you? Everything going good? I tried to check in on you but I couldn't get to your blog. Hope all is well!
Oh man, I haven't been to a Six Flags in forever.
Suddenly, I want a SnoCone.
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