So I keep having dreams about either doing the dishes, or hanging out with my Grammie. In a recent dream there was a huge group of people on a bus to drive us to the airport because we were going to Rome. But first we had to stop at Dan's house in PEI to drop him off and he said we could use his bathroom. Before we even got to PEI we had to stop at a graveyard and lay flowers on my Grammie's sisters' grave, but only my Grampie got out and my Grammie decided she would move the bus down a huge steep hill even though she has never driven in her life.
In the next dream she was also driving but this time it was just a mini van so it wasn't as bad, plus it wasn't on the side of a steep hill it was in her own driveway.
I bought Jamie a pellet gun for his birthday, it's actually a BB gun that also shoots pellets, darts, and some other thing. The only problem is if you try to shoot anything but BBs in it, they get stuck. So really it's not a pellet gun at all. It's only a BB gun. What kind of gun advertises that it can shoot other things, and even include those other things in the package, and then you try to shoot them and you end up having to pry them out because they are stuck right in there, jamming up the works?
Luckily he likes shooting BBs almost as much. I want to try shooting it but I'm scared of it. I want to shoot the crows that get into our garbage but I'm afraid it will look really trailer park for me to open up the front door and shoot BBs at crows.
1:25 pm - June 27, 2008
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