|06:46 am - The other valentine's day|
Good time with the in-laws last night. I spent most of it nursing my new occasional drink, Midnight Massacre. Lori found it for me, Bourbon, Scotch, and Brandy, with soda, and a hint of chocolate and amaretto. They did not have to scrape me off the floor with a putty knife, thank you very much, although Hoppie asked me how I slept this morning and made a mental note to give me more of the same if I complain of sleeplessness.
I did actually have a really good night's sleep, all things considered.
Strange dream. I wonder if I was cold during the night because I dreamt I went downstairs and got the comforter from the dryer. I also dreamt that rocker gave me a puppy, A German Shepherd, I think. All eyes and paws. Hoppie was annoyed by the present, but I was delighted. Actually, I'm not sure I saw hoppie in the dream, maybe I just thought he'd be annoyed.
I called my mom. If I hadn't just been home a week or so ago, I probably would have missed her a ton, instead I only missed her a little bit. Besides, it's tacky to cry on your mother during mother's day.
Current Music: Prince - When Doves Cry