How do you get along with Daylight Savings Time?
After a couple of days, dragging myself (not springing, for sure!) out of bed, to the kitchen and my ‘puter, I’ve found something I like.
My sleep is messed up right now. I woke this morning at three o’clock, read a little (thank you, Elmore Leonard–OUT OF SIGHT is great!) and drifted off again.
That’s when I had this weird dream that G-Man and I were renewing our vows in an old-home-turned-wedding-venue right here in C-Town.
My gown was stunning! White, full skirt (lots of layers) with a black portion running across the shoulders and down the sleeves. I mean, it was straight out of Vogue-In-My-Mind!
I was so disappointed when G-Man showed up (yes, he was really going to marry me again!) wearing a tan Polo shirt and slacks. 😦
“Where’s your tux?” I wailed.
He shrugged and showed me his dimple. “I didn’t want to wear one.”
About that time, I discovered I’d forgotten to take along a certain piece of my underclothes.
Our youngest boy, all grown up and married like he is today, ran around the venue, past the guests, servers, florists, photographers and everyone, yelling, “Mama forgot her ***! Mama forgot her ***!” He was wild and sweet and innocent just like he when he was little. He filled me with joy!
I also dreamed up a couple of daughters (I have no daughters) who weren’t nearly as cute as my sons. One made me mad, so I chased her. (Yes, I was wearing my wedding gown.) 😉
G-Man woke me just in time to save her. (Isn’t that just like a dad?)
I woke up, remembering the dream and laughed out loud! Believe me, giggles when I wake are rare! (Like, never.)
If I can get up each morning for the next eight or so months with a smile or a chuckle, DST will get a big thumbs up from me!
How about you? Do you like DST or no?