weird

Yesterday morning I woke from a terrible dream, and I asked B to be particularly alert and cautious at work that day. When he came home, he asked me to tell him about my dream. I'd dreamt that he'd been on assignment, at the roadside, and a car had crashed into the scene, killing him and injuring the others. He was smirking the whole time I described the horrific dream.

"Our ambulance was sideswiped today. I was closing the back door, on my way to go to the patient. A car clipped the door I was holding."

No injuries and only the most minor vehicular damage. Weird, eh?

dreams

I'm full of 'em lately. Two highlights:

Brant and I adopted a pet kangaroo. SQ was pretty cool with it, but big ol' kangaroo was a little scared of Brant. Kangaroo and I got along famously, but at one point I had to go somewhere, so Brant was home with the 'kids' and I was a little worried that 'Roo would be nervous. But I came home to find them all bonding over popcorn. If you ever have the opportunity to watch a kangaroo eat popcorn, I highly recommend it. I woke up laughing.

I was Calamity Jane in _Deadwood_ (this in itself is very, very strange. I'm never other people in dreams). I'm woken up by someone banging on the tent flap. I throw it open and it's Brant/Sawyer from _Lost_ looking to borrow a book. So I gave him one and we went to the saloon for breakfast. Mundane, really.

Since we started dating, Brant is in every one of my dreams. Weird, huh? I think good weird.