Insane dream of the night had to do with creating a new mixed drink last night, the catch was that the name of the mixed drink had to happen when two cars with vanity plates pulled in next to each other. My vanity plates: I SHOT and DASHRIF . The drink is a cocktail with an extra shot on the side, but can also be served alone with out the shot and called DEPUTY. Because while, I shot the sherriff, I did not shoot the deputy. I think I'm so clever!! I did not come up with the actual formula for the drink but in my dream one of my classmates (or was it an advisor?) told me that everything goes with cranberry juice. Yes, this was a school assignment, during which a first year student thanked me for being honest about how scared I was the first year because it made him/her (?) feel so much better knowing they weren't alone. I thought of the one student that made me know that we were all just as nervous as I was and I am puzzled at dreaming about her. Very curious. I just texted her to see if perhaps she was enjoying some cocktails made with cranberry juice yesterday. Wouldn't that be STRANGE???
I'm pretty sure the ghost of bear bait was with me yesterday. I became overwhelmed thinking about her and cried on my way to pick Josh up from school, and later on I was cooking dinner and a short black hair appeared in the food. She's been gone almost 5 months folks, and her hair stopped floating around the kitchen a long time ago. There was some other sign too, but I can't recall what it was, in any case, I just looked to heaven and said HELLO when that hair appeared. Maybe it is because I've been revisiting the woods where we walked so much the last year, or maybe I'm just going nuts (have you read about my dreams?!?!) . I think I need a new dog. Waiting until I finish school is going to be hard hard hard.