More dreams

I had another dream within the last night or so, where I made (and glazed) a mortar and pestle by hand for a close friend of mine who wants one. Of course, if it were painted or glazed, it would break/chip away as food was being ground in it (unless it was only glazed on the outside but I don't remember now). So that part wasn't very realistic in the dream, but I think it was the thought that counted, and my subconscious making me feel very guilty.

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Why do I feel so sick? I don't understand? I had a migraine yesterday, and felt appropriately sick to my stomach. I'm over it. But today, for the most part, has been ok. Ok, well the whole schedule and stress thing, but I began feeling sick after I left work, and went to get Chas so we could have dinner with his dad and sister. I barely touched my food, tasty as it was. And how can I resist cheese? I did so tonight. I hope I feel better in the morning...my tummy and my back. Otherwise I will have to call Dr Vernors. While Vernors ginger soda won't cure anything really, it will help the stomach feel less queasy. And it is just so fizzy and tasty. I just don't want to go out anywhere and get some right now, and my lovely huggy bear is collapsed from exhaustion in bed. He looks so cute when he is asleep. I just want to hug him more! It is getting toward that hour that I need to be heading that way myself, so I guess I will stop babbling and make my way to my welcoming bed.