You know you've seen too much of your dentist when you start dreaming about him. No, it wasn't anything inappropriate, but it was very strange. In my dream, I was with my brother Dustin and we went over to my dentist's house where his wife taught us how to make crab legs (ewwww). While she was busy showing Dustin how to do something with those legs, I snuck into the other room where my dentist was. He showed me this huge mural on his wall of his family tree and was talking about how his wife had so many people on her side of the tree but his side was very sparse. Weird huh? I wonder what it all means. Maybe it means I need to introduce him to the church so he can do his family history? On a side note, I had a dream that I was changing a poopy diaper and the poop just kept coming out and wouldn't stop. Okay, that's gross.. sorry. Last night was a night full of strangeness.
I'm sure all those weird dreams blossomed from the fact that I was utterly exhausted. On Tuesday nights I go play volleyball with a bunch of women from my stake. It starts at 9 pm and usually goes to between 11 and 11:30. Volleyball is a very fun sport to play but it sure makes me feel sore. Usually from about 9 to 10:30 I try to play hard but by 10:30 I'm so tired that the last hour is just goofing off. It's funny because most of the ladies that go are moms so they are all just as tired as I am. We get pretty silly sometimes...it's great.
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I wanted to go, but again, too tired. *sigh* I fell right asleep around 10:30 and was exhausted in the morning. So in the 2nd trimester, I'll be less tired, right? right? right?
hmmmmmmmm, the poop definitely is beyond any of my dreams (thank goodness, that's kind icky) - but the dentist dream is really interesting. Who is your dentist? Anyone I know?
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