Croup-de-doop

Last night I had a dream that the girls and I were searching for something and it was vitally important to Michael. I can't remember what we were looking for but we had a map and portions of it were fuzzy like they were a mile away and had a glare. So we were following this map and the first part of it was at some sort of resort that I know for a fact that I've dreamed about before and it's a very creepy place. It's always foggy but people are swimming and these people are all swimming very quietly and slowly and have no expressions on their faces.

So we get on a raft in the water and this raft takes us all along this lake that is just huge and eventually we get to a very desolate shore and just as we're about to alight on land, wolves coming stalking out of the woods and pace along the shore watching us. I know that I'm supposed to get onto land here but obviously the wolves want my baby so I can't do that. We keep going on this raft which was self propelled in some sort of weird dream way. As we're floating along I realize that the sun is super bright and shining right on Diva who for some strange reason is only wearing a diaper. As I realize this, the look on her face is so serene and knowing that it basically says "Yes mother, I am going to get very sunburnt and we both know there is nothing you can do about it. I accept this."

Eventually we get to some sort of weird shop run by two older ladies and it reminds me of a bait shop crossed with an antique store. I don't know what they were selling but I got the distinct impression that they weren't being fully truthful when answering my questions about the map and directions.

What does this dream mean? That Diva has croup. She started making horking seal noises yesterday evening and I called ask-a-nurse twice and steamed her in the bathroom and let her toddle about until 1:30 am until she piled up a bunch of pillows and then feel asleep next to them on the living room floor. It was super cute. Then this morning her stridor (the seal noises) got worse and very constant and since the nurse had told me that was bad I decided to finally take Diva to the emergency room so I wouldn't have to freak out about her breathing anymore. Of course I was worried about her possibly having H1N1 and respiratory complications which is the most serious concern for babies getting the pigfluenza. Long story short, I freaked out, doctor diagnosed croup, cold air is good for croup so trick or treating was on like donkey kong.

If you already have a clumsy child, I do not recommend purchasing a mermaid costume for said child. Let's just say there will be a couple of bruised shins in this house tomorrow.

I bought three bags of candy to give out because I didn't know what kind of traffic the new house would get and figured that since we're very close to a school and there are four front doors within less than twenty feet of mine that we might get a lot. I was wrong. We had six trick or treaters. I have a lot of candy to eat. Must go put myself in sugar coma now. Hope a spooktastic evening was had by all and that you all check your kids candy and throw away the single Oreo cookie they were given. What the fuck was that lady thinking? Germs! Poison! Stale Oreos! I am grossed out and also wishing I had some Oreos to go with my shitload of candy.