The Big Brown Moon

Last night (Thursday) I had a dream that while staying in a hotel with Julie and Sean I woke with my pajama pants falling down. To my horror I revealed a bit of crack….okay, it was more than a bit of crack. I mooned my guests, a big brown moon right out there for everyone to see. Part of me laughs when I think of it but another part is like, gracious that can’t happen. Dear Lord that can’t happen. So, since everyone is into prayer requests these days then let us pray that I do not reveal too much of myself to these unsuspecting victims individuals.

Please bow your heads…..

Dear Lord,
In just a few hours two people are going to come to Austin’s house hoping to meet a half way decent person. Julie has known her for years but this is Sean’s first contact with her. Please do not let their first meeting be worse than them witnessing her pillow hair and what she looks like before a shower and make up. Please God, Holy One in the Heavens, do not let her show her bum to these people. They’re both survivors and that vision just may throw them both over the edge.
Thank you,
Austin’s Supporters

So, later today they’ll show up and we’ll head off to a picnic at the garden and do a few other things. For dinner we’re going to the very best sea food restaurant in town. For the country folk out there NO it’s not Red Lobster. This is a restaurant that takes the best sea food from 8 different countries and charges you one price to eat it. My goodness gracious. I figure for breakfast I’ll have toast. I’ll eat one potato chip during lunch and then pig out at dinner. That’s my plan.

Alrighty then, I’m going to head for bed and hope for no more nightmares. Oh,  also had another dream where my apartment was filled with oil paints. Instead of brand new paints in regular size tubes they were small ones, used, almost empty. There were also charcoal pencils and pastels that were useless. I’m not sure what to think of these oil paint dreams. I do know what to think about the big brown moon dream, that sooooo can’t happen. Dear Lord don’t let that happen.

I must sleep now. Until I return comments are on moderation. If you leave a comment it’ll show up after I return.

Later taters,
Austin

The Big Brown Moon-Friday, August 22, 2008-1:33AM EST