You would think, with my indulging in a fantasy world every night, that my dreams would be less, well, bizarre.  But last night was living proof that my imagination can run rampant in multiple directions.  Rather a Sybil kind of mind! 

I dreamt that I had driven up to Solvang by myself and was walking around the shops when I came upon a store which sold cat trees.  They had an amazing tree which soared high in the air and was capped with what can only be described as a ship’s crow’s nest!  As I laid eyes on this amazing example of treeishness, I thought how Munchkin would love that wonderful, high perch!  So saying, I purchased the cat tree at a very reasonable price, while telling the shop keeper that my daughter was going to have a few words for me as she already felt that I owned too many cat trees.  But this one was special!

A man who was in the store offered to carry the tree to my car for me.  Somehow, although I thought I’d parked quite a ways from the store, when we went out the back door, my car was in a lot right there!  Attempts to put the tree in my trunk met with failure because it was too tall, so we put it inside the car.  The man tried to slam the car door, but part of the tree was still sticking out and I made him stop, pointing out that we could partially disassemble the tree to allow it to fit perfectly in my car.

When I brought it home and started to set it up, there were suddenly a whole bunch of plastic bottles and such which were arranged on a shelf, but which could easily be knocked over by the cats.  Even so, I carefully arranged the bottles and got the tree all set up for my little darlings.  Lacking any more wall space, the tree was set up, not so much in the middle of the room as in what would normally be walking space. 

That task being done, I found myself with my daughter, getting dressed up for some unspecified occasion.  I was putting on what was supposed to be a spanks-like under garment, but it was in white with pink trim and seemed rather bulky until I got it on.  But the weirdest part about it was that it had what looked like a handle on each side of my body, and I slipped my arms through the handles so that they fit like straps over my shoulders.   I can only suppose that the purpose was to keep the thing from sliding down my body when I moved, but it was quite odd!

So that is where my imagination jumped the tracks last night.

My gratitudes tonight are:
1. I am grateful for the continued flow of words from my fingers.
2. I am grateful for what will be the largest Thanksgiving gathering we’ve had in years!
3. I am grateful that I get to spend the holidays, once again, with my daughter and son-in-law as well as my adopted son and grandson.  They are a welcome addition to the family, whether or not my other daughter and granddaughter can join us as well.
4. I am grateful for the love and caring that everyone is expressing lately.  It renews my hope for improved conditions throughout the world.
5. I am grateful for the opportunity to do for others, in any way I can, large or small, and for the example my daughter sets with her own generosity.

Love and light.