Okay, So Last Night...

...I was sound asleep and my phone rang at 2:10.  Scared me to death.  You know when your phone rings in the middle of the night, it's almost always NOT good.  I rolled over to look at the Caller ID and it says Toll-Free Service with an 866 number.  I hit the Talk button twice and hung up on them.  Rolled back over and got comfortable.  Three minutes later, the phone rings again. I said hello this time and it was the Houston County 911 telling me that some guy was missing in my neighborhood, black, 46 years old, with a mental disability.  He'd been missing "approximately one hour and 22 minutes".  I guess it was one hour and 19 minutes the first time they called.  Dang.  Anyway, so I'm half asleep listening to this lady tell me all the details and it was only after I said, "Okay, if I see him, I'll call y'all" that I realized it was a recording. Good LORD.  How am I gonna see him at 2:00 in the morning??  I'm in the damn BED, where ALL Y'ALL need to be. Gah!!!  So I hang up and go back to sleep.

Y'all.  Then I had the craziest dream!!

I dreamed that I was living in the house I grew up in, with my mama, daddy, brother and sister, and this missing guy shows up at our house and sets up a tent in the side yard next to the gas tank.  We all go out there and talk to him and he's a white guy but he has coal mine dust all over his face and his breath is smoke.  Not smells like smoke.  IS smoke.  Then the whole dream turns into a episode of The Waltons and they find him a place to live and the girls all make curtains for the windows.

I have GOT to get some rest this weekend.  :)

Anyway, thought I'd share.