tornadoes are a threat, but man-eating cars are a bigger threat!

it was so great to wake up this morning and be able to go out onto the balcony to drink my coffee in a leisurely fashion without sweating through another t-shirt! the only downside is that i do not have the greatest view. so after coming back in, we left the screen door open to enjoy the breeze and nature noises, only the noises we got were the clanging of pipes and truck noises with their reverse signals and such...but we kept the windows open anyway. (mostly because we knew that we're only going to enjoy a few days here of up to 90` weather before it goes back up into the high 90's  for a bit. boo).

recipe for great day-beginner

chaco and i went for a walk again today and bruno refused, then proceeded to bark as we walked away, so we went back to get him and he again played stubborn, so chaco said, "sayonara! let's go mama!" on our little walk i saw this guy and it reminded me of part of last night's dream. i had woken up three times and not remembered any of them until the last time i fell asleep and it was strange.

an acorn can have some interesting uses...

so in my dream i was frantic because i was with this group of people-some teachers and no one was helping me come up with an idea for vocabulary and grammar. so this one guy proceeds to pull out a bag of acorns; he had hollowed the insides out of the acorn and then written words and definitions on tiny papers and mixed them up to create a matching game. i remember wondering where this guy found all the spare time to hollow these suckers out.

the dream took a weird turn when tornadoes started showing up on the horizon, and as we were running from building to building, the cars began to be more of a threat than the tornadoes. the cars had mouths and were trying to eat us. with a quick maneuver the car missed me and i started yelling at the woman inside the car. her window was down and she was stuck in the car (it wouldn't let her out) and she looked me in the eye and said, "don't get mad and yell at me, i HATE this car!"

note to self: next car must be car without a mouth and a mind of its own. 
strange dreams..must've been the peanut butter fudge.

happy labor day!
julie