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Published: January 2nd 2013
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Dreaming
Bad dream because she's under the yucky bedspread Bored.....so thought I'd share some ramblings with you. We stayed in Christianburg, VA. last night...have stayed there before. Had a great meal at a Ruby Tuesdays but ate way too much...made retching sounds on the way back to the motel I was so full. I will be fasting for 2 weeks now. Your prayers haven't worked yet....my hangnail is still bad. It's either the infection or too much food or the left-over medicines that caused me to have a horrific dream last night. For those of you who like to interpret dreams, here's my doozy: I retrieved a long extension cord that Cory had taken over a snowy hill and across a swamp. As I pulled the cord from the socket behind a tree, it dragged through the swamp. Along the way through this swamp, the cord picked up many horrible creatures: frogs, snakes and others. When it almost reached me, it had a small, fat, brown, round, hairless creature on the end. At the edge of the swamp was a woman with only a torso...she slithered along and grabbed this creature off my cord with her mouth. I hollered for her to release it but someone said she just wanted Bad Scene
Bridge where people jumped. to play with it. Fine. I now found myself inside a hospital (that happens a lot) helping the laundry staff push their carts through the hallways. From there, I ended up in a large, oval sleigh with my mother sitting at one end. She was SMOKING (she never, ever smoked). She had two cigarettes in one hand and when I hollered, she tried butting them out in the ratty, fur coat she was wearing. It caught on fire so I was rolling her back and forth on the sleigh floor like a rolling pin making pie crust. I kept hollering "who gave these cigarettes to her" when a woman below said she did. I demanded her name. It was Sarah Gibson from Syracuse, N Y. At this point, Cory woke me up. After, interpreting this so-called dream, I would like to know if anyone knows a Sarah Gibson...I don't know any name even close to it. Our next stop may be at an insane asylum to drop me off. It must be from my hangnail.
Shortly, after our departure this morning, we got backed up in traffic on I-81. They routed us off a ramp because two people Dead Battery
Working the Power Pack jumped to their deaths off a bridge ahead. The truckers said they were covered with sheets but I didn't see anything. Terrible!
Did I say I was bored? Not anymore! This is becoming to be the Trip From Hell. We stopped at the Welcome Center coming into North Carolina. Cory did the usual check of everything. He found the battery on our car to be dead. Rats! But he got out his trusty power pack to jump it. The pack acted like it worked okay but our new car has no key that you put in the ignition....you just place it in the car and push a button. The message came up "no key recognized" so nothing would or could happen. So we called for roadside assistance which fortunately comes with the car. We are now waiting for the man to show up to help us. He will either get it jumped or tow it to the nearest Ford place. Good Grief, Charlie Brown, I thought this was going to be a good year! No wonder I am having crazy dreams.... Hallelujah - the assistance man just arrived. He brought a HUGE power pack. The car was Help
Lulu said she would push....what a great gal! jumped in seconds. He came and left so fast I didn't even get a picture. Rats. It was T & A Towing in case you ever need it. Now we sit while Cory lets the car run for awhile. Thank heavens we aren't on a tight time schedule. When you travel in an RV, you travel with the F word:
flexible. Cory
said he wants to get a huge power pack now....probably will need to transport it on a trailer behind the car. Better yet, he said he was going to run the car each night to make sure it is all charged up. Aaahh, the trials and tribulations of owning an RV. Maybe a condo in Florida should be a consideration.... Moving on....anyone with a crystal ball, gives us a "heads up" if you can. Otherwise, we'll just keep going, trying to sing a Happy Tune.
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Linda Czaja
Lulu??????
A lady with only a torso??? Could it be Lulu trying to 'save' you??? As for the rest....you're on your own there....sorry.......