Who came up with the phrase “Slept like a baby.”? And WHY is this phrase referring to someone who slept WELL? I’m sure I’m not the first person to ask this, and I could probably Google the answer…but I’d rather just complain about it! Sleeping like a BABY is not necessarily sleeping well at all! Those slobbery, poopy things wake up all night long, don’t they?? I would NOT consider that a good night’s rest. It DOES, however, remind me of my UCM Stagecraft teacher. Apparently, through college, due to all the classes and work schedule, he trained himself to sleep for 2 hours, go work, sleep for 2 hours, go work/do class, sleep 2 hours….for the entire day!! Pretty sure I couldn’t rewire myself to do that shit! He definitely “slept like a baby”! :)
Side note: “Slept like a log” is equally ridiculous.
Speaking of sleeping, anyone who knows me knows that I often have dreams, and they’re crazy and vivid and almost as nonsensical as this blog.
Last night, I dreamt that I received a message on an answering machine (that doesn’t actually exist in my house) from my friend Rebekah, saying that she has finalized the plans for our cruise. Then, on the same day, I receive an email from Taylor Swift (who I do not know, nor am I a major fan of) saying the SAME THING. The bad part is, I don’t remember telling either one of them that I’d be able to go on a cruise. I decided to just act as if I never received Taylor’s email, and I call Rebekah to let her know am excited for our cruise, completely faking that I knew about it all along! A week goes by, and I’ve somehow managed to forget to tell anyone that I’m leaving for a cruise! My mother shows up for lunch with Shannon and me on that sunny Saturday, and at the same time, Taylor Swift arrives. AWKWARD!! She’s ready to leave, and has our plane tickets ready to go. I immediately feel really bad and am stammering with an explanation when Rebekah pulls into the driveway. At this point, I have to explain to my husband that I’m leaving on a cruise…that same day! He’s annoyed. Of course so are the girls, who are both waiting to see who I will go with. Finally, my frustration boils over, and I begin yelling that I can’t go on a cruise with either one of them, because truth be told, I can’t afford to go anywhere! So they look at each other, and decide to go together. They begin chattering excitedly about it while walking off to the car. What….just….happened???
I have no idea where this dream came from, but I’m pretty sure that I AM IN NEED of a vacation………………. or a beach.