Sunday, July 24, 2011

Those Pesky Dreams

Last night I dreamed I was back at work for my former boss, who I "affectionately" refer to as that supremely evil, she-devil bitch! I have never fully recounted the terms on which we parted ways back in September 1997. One day, I shall. Until then, suffice to say, it was not an "amicable" separation.

Another fact I suppose I should share, since it does factor into the dream, is that I have been on the Atkins Diet for three weeks now. Three weeks without a slice of bread, a bite of potato, pasta, or rice, and not so much as a "taste" of sugar; i.e., no cookies, cake, ice cream, or pie. Actually, it hasn't been that bad. I have had no serious cravings, do not feel deprived, and do believe I have lost a few pounds. The thing is, I have to plan my meals and do some "actual" cooking. Oh, well. Life is full of trade offs.

Back to the dream. I was sitting at my desk in my former office when the she-devil bitch walks in and plumps down a plate containing a "huge" slice of cake. (I cannot be sure, but I believe it was Italian Cream of my favorites.) So, here in a single dream I am faced with two of the "scourges" of my former boss and FOOD!

Hmm? For once, a no-brainer; I don't need Freud to interpret this one.

Friday, July 22, 2011

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Congress Skips 4th Of July...Recess

Sounds first blush. Good ole' Uncle Jay puts it "all" in perspective.