When we picked up our groceries last Sunday, Walmart thought for the third time that we were new customers and gave us a welcome bag of freebies, LOL. This time there were a few sugar packets, a small bottle of water, chocolate chip cookies, nuts, and a yucky granola bar.

A few hours before the effects of the food poisoning hit me on Wednesday, I went out walking and was surprised to spot a loose German Shepherd across the lake. I don’t have the greatest vision, but I’m pretty sure no one was with it. I was surprised because I’ve never seen a loose dog in this park, and it is walled off. A dog, even a large one, might be able to squeeze through somewhere, though. Only sections of it are block walls. There’s just regular fencing in other areas.

I find big dogs unnerving, so not knowing what it might do, I turned around and headed in the other direction, not wanting to meet up with the thing at the west side of the lake.

I ran the last two blocks home and covered the distance rather quickly because I was moving pretty fast.

As I rounded the corner onto my street I saw the lady that lives next to the “Twenties” working in her front yard. I introduced myself to her. Her name is Trisha and she lives by herself. Wow, one person in a 3-bedroom?

She told me she wasn’t very sociable (neither am I), and was retired but still worked as a contractor. Something to do with insurance and long-term healthcare. Tammy would’ve understood this better, whereas this isn’t my language. I did get the part where she said she still gives massages at her acupuncture business and makes jewelry.

Whereas yesterday I was surprisingly drained, today my diaphragm muscles are sore as hell, even though I only threw up once and I work out regularly. I guess we just don’t normally use those muscles in that way and with such force.

I had a rather disturbing dream last night. I was in the bathroom when I heard Tom start shouting to someone I assumed came to the door, and then he was screaming. I ran out of the bathroom just in time to see someone running across the living room. Horrified and pissed, I charged toward them and tackled them with my arms around their waist, but then the dream ended as we hit the floor and I started throwing punches.

In another dream, I was showing my dad my nails, which I had just polished green.

“That would be very hard to remove,” he said.

“Yeah, green and blue are tough to remove,” I said. LOL

Then I had a dream I was in a gift shop and had my eye on a $400 doll that I really liked. Then someone called me to ask about someone they hadn’t seen in a while. A young woman, I guess.

In the next dream, I was talking with a few people to a black couple who were waiting to be accepted into the park. Someone asked when they would know, and they said anytime now.

In the last dream, Tammy told me she weighed 230 pounds, and then I had a dream that I told her about the dream.