I woke up from a dream that seemed perfect for a flash story. In it, people were on a boat floating over a flooded New Orleans, eating a crawfish boil and talking to the people on the boat about the old days of Mardi Gras. We have a class assignment to create a world different from our own and write a story about it. I was pretty much going to do the other assignment because I don’t do speculative fiction. But this dream kept pestering me until I thought it all out and started to write it down. So we will see what comes of it.
Bob’s finally going to the doctor. He thinks he has a sinus infection plus a ringing in the ears, which is a new symptom. SO he is going to check it out. I hope he starts feeling better since we go to Birmingham this weekend for a dance competition. Fun, fun.
We had a good party for my youngest this weekend–she had three girls come over and do a sleepover. They played games and talked and ate and just had a good time. We did too, No drama, no hatefulness, just a lot of fun.
I guess I’ll go back to my story and see what happens!