Jabber, I’m glad to read about how your son is maturing now. How old is he?

I’m beginning to get regular dreams about moving away, and even opening a coffee shop! Hahaha…I think this is a sign that I’m yearning for a new life. Last night I dreamt that the coffee shop was situated right on the ocean front. Huge waves started to roll in, increasing in size. I ran upstairs, (apparently we lived over the shop) and got some blankets from our beds. I hung them over the terrace railing to stop the waves. I know,…my brain goes out to lunch, even in my dreams. Well, I didn’t wake up then either. The wave came, and forced me to belly land and glide over the terrace into the restaurant between the three tables we had. I woke up from the blue collared men, sitting at the tables laughing their heads off.

Oh man,…hope there aren’t any physiatrists among you….I don’t want to know if I’ve gone off my rocker.