This morning was just like many others in the Geohouse.
Geogal went to go wake up little Geoana.
Upon returning, Geogal tells me the little one had her hands to her face while in slumber. "Mommy, I dreamt I got braces."
(We did spend Sunday afternoon with a family we've befriended, since our last get-together their son is now adorned with braces.)
Geogal's answer? "I dreamt I was eating a breakfast burrito."
My dream? "I was driving up Interstate 10, heading for Sky Harbor airport. Had plenty of time to make my plane. Then the Highway Patrol pulls all vehicles off the roadway in groups of 50. They then question us one at a time. Nothing about any possible criminal activity, rather the questions were the nature of 'What is the maximum speed allowed on such-and-such highway?'
"I was looking at the clock, trying to determine if I could endure this delay and still make my plane."
For what it's worth I won the "weird-dream-just-before-waking-contest." Hey, I take my victories where I can get 'em.
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