All night (or so it seemed) I dreamed of darting mice.
I shouldn't have had that bowl of Chocolate-Frosted Sugar Bombs right before bed....
I shouldn't have had that bowl of Chocolate-Frosted Sugar Bombs right before bed....
posted by Unknown at 5:35 AM
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Your dream remind of the Nutcracker. Who knew that story was about eating sugary food before bed.
That wasn't a dream! it was a nightmare.. ew I hate mice!
I wish I could have sent the four cats in my dream over to yours on a mission. They kept trying to hide in my luggage at the airport. Security people were all over me, holding me back from the plane that was taking off without me. Do you think my late supper of lousy Mexican food and the worst Margarita I have ever tasted might have been the cause?
I only dream of island getaways with lots of bored female bloggers and my the only guy around.
A lot of sixth graders....
I do hate mice thoroughly too.
That would have worked nicely, w2w.
That damned Mexican food!
That's my man, iamnot!
i hate mice.
i hate bugs.
i hate dreaming of crap like that cause you can't sleep without thinking things are touching you...
gah.
i hate that!
I haven't seen evidence of mice inside yet this year.
Chocolate covered sugar bombs? Whole wheat or rice?
Kimmy, I have nights like that once in a while.
Anne, funny thing was I had just given a cat away to my niece to work on their outside vermin population and bragged to her I didn't have any inside. The very next day I had one on my kitchen counter. ACK! Thankfully it was the first one Id seen and it was caught straight away in my trap.
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