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A dog named Pig, you say?
This was the weekend for weird dreams but I don’t even want to remember the one I had this morning. Ugh. It was just too gross. So gross that I was completely grossed out when I woke up. I don’t want to talk about it. So let’s move on shall we?
Friday night I had a dream that I owned a dog. In a dorm. And this dog, he was an adorable little puppy that I, for some reason, named “Pig.” I don’t know why I named my dog Pig but you know, I almost want to get a dog and name him Pig. After I name the other one Bear [“like Bear!”]. But there was something so cute about telling Pig to sit and watching him sit. He was the best-behaved puppy ever.
Maybe I’ll just get that puppy game on the DS and pretend I have a puppy. Okay, I totally wouldn’t buy that game but I wish there was a way to have a dog without really having a dog. Hmm. Too bad they don’t make the Sony Aibos and that they weren’t so freakin expensive because I would have gotten one of those. I think it would have been fun!
We finished up the hats Friday night for the Mother’s Day gifts the Sunday school classes were making. Even with help, I was still overwhelmed by the volume of hats the kids kept bringing up, several of which had already made 3 or 4 hats previously. They claimed they were for other people but I suspect they just wanted to make hats. Because they liked it. And then I went to Jacki’s parents’ house to meet her so I could get my new shoes that she managed to find in Sacramento. I was super excited and they are cute but now I have to break them in. Is there a way to stretch out the toe area? I’m thinking maybe I could stick some rolled up socks in there because I just need to raise the top of it on my left foot is all.
After hanging out with my Mom Saturday morning, I went back to church to practice for the Day of Pentecost skit we were going to do the next day. Laketa, being the drama queen that she is, got really into it which made the rest of us laugh uncontrollably. But we eventually got it down after many attempts and were good to go. I stand later to go over my little speech for the Mother’s day portion of the morning where we presented our gifts. The rest of the day was spent convincing myself I had napped long enough and then rewriting my speech and committing it to memory. I live such the glamorous life.
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