Hubby: "I don't think that worked for me."
Annie P: "Told my kids once that they are robot and had to lick the 9 volt to recharge. Then they cried. In other news: I am a terrble mother."
Also: "Half-finished bridge" dreams are not my favorite way to wake up. Or dreams where I'm driving over bridges with car-sized holes in the floor... Oops! There's a hole!
In last night's dream, I had Mom and Harrison and Carter in the car, and I knew the bridge was out, but I started over it anyway, almost went over the edge, and miraculously backed up and got us out of it.
Mom was disapproving for the rest of the dream. There was a lot of tsking.
Later: I was on the radio this afternoon! On the Mark and Dave Show - a favorite of mine - they were commenting about the FDA's proposal to cover cigarette packages with graphic pics of lungs with cancer and people dying.
I pointed out that I would crawl through dog poo-covered broken glass to get to my ciggies, you think a picture's going to stop me?
I also said that if they're going to do this to the tobacco companies, they should play fair and make wineries and distilleries and breweries add pics of cirrhosis and drunk driving accident victims on their packaging (which will also have no effect).
Another caller said that seeing pictures of smokers' lungs in grade school influenced her to not take up smoking, so maybe some will be discouraged. I hope so.
I kind of want to see how graphic "graphic" is.