Story time ...

About two weeks ago I dreamt that I was in a supermarket. It was the freezer section. I was browsing through when I ran into my Mom and my Uncle "Jose". They did not know how to pick crab meat. They looked and looked and did not know what a good cut look like ( I know... sounds like steak) and they did not know when it was ripe for harvesting. Then they came to a vein, similar to those you find in the mountains containing gold. The vein was a actually crab meat, and they went back and forth debating whether it was rip or not. The whole time I stood there watching. My mom with an aura of innocent and cuteness, my uncle with the aura of "I know it all" ... then at that moment, my tia came from behind and said " just tell them that's that right one". So I did.

Story time ...

The moment we were getting ready to leave the house I knew I forgot something. My laptop. She would need my lap top for something. The net, that's it. She wanted me to set up an account of some type. The problem is she never asked for it and we were running a little late. I grabbed my purse and and threw the box of UNO cards in it for my baby brother. Off we went. Purse, check, Vanilla for the peanut butter cookies, check. Laptop, no I left it behind... not high on me priority list. We arrived at my parents house. She was there. She talked of her impending divorce while my husband took the children into the music room to play UNO. She asked how one could set up a new account ... an e-mail account. I laughed. I knew I should of brought the laptop. I knew she would ask for tech help. I need to start listening to myself more often.