Dream: Encircle my waist if you must, but no cigarette addiction!

Honestly, I prefer chairs to stools - I remember what happened the last time Jon, Jeremy, and I were at the Whip! Not that I fell over or anything, but it seems as if my mobility issues preclude me from sitting on stools gracefully - never mind getting up from those things!

I think I finally recovered physically from the fireworks sometime yesterday - phew! Let's just say that if K were with us, he would have DIED from all that standing around and walking! Like I told him that night when he said that himself, it's not being mean... it's just being honest! Hahaha.

Had an interesting dream last night. Here are some of the highlights:

* sister and me vaulting over a flowered hedge into a pretty garden, after which I decided I was really getting too old for this stuff [comes from deciding I'm too old for the fireworks - no idea about the flowers, though!]
* an Indian Ian making a phone call for his auntie Claire to a healer, then they were catapulted into an ornate house with feather beds and such - not what they were bargaining on! [comes from the OUTLANDER series, probably]
* a newspaper headline about Jamie (jaebird) and her shaggy dog, who looked like the dog Janina (mrshannibal) has - apparently, this Buddy lookalike got into a LOT of trouble and the headline read "DOG PROPERLY TRUSSED NOW, SAYS BEAUTIFUL JAEBIRD" [comes from K calling me "beautiful" the other day, seeing Buddy in photos, thinking too much about dogs in general recently...]
* selecting TV shows from a color-coded listing [no idea]
* a girl sleeping in a white bed with a black man, pillowed on his chest with his arms encircling her waist [no idea... although if I had to guess, I'd say it's too much thinking about certain things, haha!]
* my sister and mom driving these tiny cars, which were inflatable to almost-normal size - they changed their mind about helping me and my friends get away from BAD PEOPLE, but we prevailed! [no idea]
* a thin brown-haired woman sitting at a park table, bemoaning her addiction to cigarettes: "DON'T START! Look, I'm on my 20th already just sitting here - this ashtray is FULL!" [no idea - haven't been thinking about Jen lately, and K's aside about smokers hasn't been uppermost in my mind either!]