Resulto Bizarro

Nights here at Elder House are always an adventure.

Many of my neighbors are heavily medicated; and so tend to wander at strange hours.

At all hours.

                                            I do not wander, bad knees and whatnot, but I observe.

                      Last night there were two ambulance runs: one right after another.
                       The second rig was waiting in the street for the first one to pull out.

They were both gone within a half hour and I eventually dozed off.

REM sleep is rare for me.

Imagine my surprise at the following dream.

I'm at a wedding.

There are heavy curtains at the back of the building.

They open with much fanfare for each bridesmaid to make her promenade down the aisle.

Up the aisle?

                                                         
                          But in the dream they are not wearing ghastly bridesmaid dresses.
                                       They are wearing ghastly bridal gowns.

And I couldn't find images of gowns as hideous as the ones in my dream.

These come close.

But there were more ruffles, more flounces, more poufy things, and several of those Janet Jackson

microphone floral on the face attachment things.

So this morning I had a bit of a giggle thinking, "This is what happens when there are too many sirens and flashing lights when I'm trying to sleep."

Then I said a quick prayer for two hospitalized neighbors.

My heart is in the right place, just not instantaneously.