The house dreams continue. Now "the house" is as big as a park and I have to ask people how to get back to the living area, it's that big. A new theme is that I see people everywhere, sleeping and eating and creating new displays and at first I get upset but then I simply ask them to clean up after themselves. I did have some moments of panic when I couldn't find my toothbrush or any coffee and wandered around for quite some time, trying to locate those items.
What a messy mind I have.
So. When I iron or work on Gibson's quilt, I often watch trash TV. The commercials are mostly vile, I have to say and I keep wondering about one specific one wherein they're flogging party-sized frozen lasagnas by saying something like, "Yours is the house where everyone gathers" and people keep ringing the doorbell and they keep making room at the table for more people to sit down and eat frozen lasagna.
Why would anyone think that's a good idea on any level?
Related note- after watching a few episodes of "Wife Swap" I have to wonder where they find all of these Wiccan women whose husbands do all of the housework to pair up with all of these farm wives who not only keep completely clean houses but also take care of the cows and attend church five times a week. I had no idea that there were so many Wiccans practicing and setting themselves up as goddesses.
I think I should look into this.
Here are Dotty and Darla.
It is cold (for us) again and I need to take my walk and get into town.
I keep looking at this. It makes me smile. Did I really go to Havana this year? Am I really going to Cozumel in less than a week?
It would appear to be true.
Happy Friday, y'all.