Elizabeth: On Pins and Needles

Ok, so get ready for this one guys, because I am going to tell you this story….

The last two days, I have been fortunate enough to wake up on the weekend, and then roll over and go back to sleep.  Without any guilt at all.  Awesome.

But I will tell you something, I swear that extra hour and a half to two hours of sleep produces the most ridiculous sub conscious ever.

This is what I dreamt this morning…

I must have been thinking about Les Mis recently and the fact that they are making a movie out of it.  Very mixed feelings about this, since it is absolutely my favorite score ever written and I just don’t want a movie star with a big name and not-so-great singing chops to mess it up.  Totally pre-judging here, but as a fan i feel I reserve the right to be skeptical until they prove me wrong.  

Anyway, I had this dream that not only were they making a movie of this fabulous piece of art, but they were making a Disney cartoon version of it!  ”What?!” I said to myself in my dream.  Now, being the very important and famous movie person that I am in my dreams, I was privied to the making of this, um, movie.

Picture this:  ”Do You Hear the People Sing?” being sung by a number of multi-colored lorax type creatures all on their own Little Mermaid style rocks in the middle of the ocean.  Singing, with waves splashing up behind them.  Yes.  And then a way too poppy version of “On my Own” was piped in somewhere and I didn’t see who was singing it, but I wanted it to stop.

But wait.  This is the best part.  Up on platforms behind this, um ocean I guess, was Bernadette Peters?!  OMG, in my dream.  Now, of course I am a fan of hers, who isn’t.  But in my dream, ya’ll, she was singing straight to me.  I don’t even know if what she sang was even in Les Mis, but it pulled on my heart strings, made me tear up and then straight up bawl my eyes out.  It felt so real and beautiful, that I almost forgave the lorax-coastal retelling of Les Miserables.

Also, there was a meatball and I woke up hungry craving something that I almost never ever eat.

I sincerely hope that none of you put off any important work to read this, but if you did, hopefully you got a laugh.

One more day off tomorrow!  I’ll let you know if it yields any noteworthy dreaming.

Elizabeth

So I have to be at work in about….13 minutes.

Most Friday nights that I have to be there Every night that I have to be there usually sends me into a pouting and whining fit.  Like, I just don’t wanna go.  I wanna hang out here with cool people and do what I wanna do.  

But tonight, I decided that I am going to enjoy it.  I am going to be happy to see the people I haven’t seen in a week.  None of us actually want to be there, but we have to be, so I’ll just decide to make the best of it.

I have had such a pleasant week, having been absent from this second job for the last 4 nights, that I might as well try to make someone’s Friday night dining experience the very best it can be.  Maybe they had a long week, ya know?

We all play our part, so we might as well play them well.

whoops, wet hair and 7 minutes now!  

Have a great weekend everyone!