i went into labor...

which is saying something because i'm not currently pregnant.  my husband dropped me off at the emergency room entrance and took our two boys home.  i changed into an aweful hospital gown.  i walked up and down the hallway trying to get signal on my cell phone.  when i finally got ahold of my husband, he informed me he couldn't find a sitter for the boys.  i went into the lobby and met a nice gay couple who were looking to adopt.  they came into the delivery room with me, but my contractions stopped.

our two story victorian was on fire...

there were no flames.  only smoke.  the firefighters came and gave us fire extinguishers, then left.  we had enough time to go back in and remove some of our belongings.  we gathered up our shoes and clothing and left everything else.

dreaming in color...

i don't usually notice.  although.  two nights ago, i was dreaming about walking on a gravel beach.  the rocks were smooth.  we tried to ride bicycles to the top of the hill, but gave up and hiked instead.  there was an apple orchard at the peak.  the apples were red.  vividly red.