Thursday, February 12, 2009

Back to our regularly scheduled program

Today has been a day. I would blog about it, but since I already said I'd post about what was supposed to be my topic from yesterday, it's probably best to stick with that idea. Wow, did that even make sense?

The missing topic is the splits. Not these Splits:


That was last night. I'm talking about these splits:


This kind of splits has been torturing me for as long as I can remember. You see, I have a recurring dream about being able to do the splits. Isn't that crazy? But wait, it gets better. When I wake up, I'm convinced that I can actually do the splits. Never in my entire life have I been able to do the splits, but hey, I dreamed that I could so it must be true, right? So of course I have to try it. What a shocker! I still can't do them! But the pain from trying will stay with me for the rest of the day.

I've tried looking up "splits" on those sites that interpret dreams. Apparently I'm the only one who has that dream because I can't find it listed anywhere. Wow, it's so great to be a freak unique.

And now, for something completely unrelated to the splits (because I couldn't think of any way to tie the two together). My new BFF, Darcie, has entered one of her fabulous posts in a contest. You can read that post here. She's also doing a pretty great giveaway for those who vote for her. No, it's not a bribe. It's a reward for being smart enough to see the brilliance in her writing. Anyway, you can find out about her giveaway here. Give her blog a good looksee. You'll be glad you did!

Huh, I wonder if Darcie can do the splits...


gina said...

What?! lol. I used to dream about being in an elevator that started to fall and ended up just hanging on by one side. Then i often dreamed about being in a car unable to get to my kids and watching a tornado approach where they were...for the last year it's been that I look up and see a plane falling and trying to out run it while dragiing my kids out of the way. (yes the NY crash FREAKED me out) My pysch said something about me not liking being able to control my children's safety 100 %. Ya, think? Well, I'm sure this wasn't meant to be a coach session so I'll head over to your friend's blog...

MoonGoddess said...

oh splits...

I remember being flexible enough to do those. Looooong gone are those days.

Holly said...

That is a unique dream! I used to have those dreams of being chased, but I guess I outgrew whatever that stands for, because I haven't had on in a long time.

Anonymous said...

Me? The splits? HA!

I was a cheerleader in high school and while I couldn't quite force myself into the splits (so close though!) I was a pro at the toe-touch mid-air.

These days? The only thing I can split is hairs. And that I'm actually quite good at. :)

Thanks for the shout out Wendy. BFF. OMG. LOL. Am I forgetting any? Oh yeah, TTYL.