I see Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen, Comet and ________, and Donner and Blitzen.
What happened to Cupid? He was the one that got away. The reindeer ornament I never found at CVS. I had Rudolph, too, but he fell victim to a curious kitten and shattered into a bazillion pieces on our living room floor many years ago. No matter how many CVS locations I visited; though, I never found a Cupid.
As I type this, Studly Doright is searching eBay for the little guy. If he’s successful I might have him look for Rudolph, too. In the meantime I’m going to secure the remaining reindeer against a cat attack. The one responsible for Rudolph’s demise still resides at Doright Manor.
I’ve been sick for the past couple of days. It’s nothing life-threatening, just a nasty sinus infection that has messed with my equilibrium and given me horrendous headaches. My doctor prescribed an outrageously expensive and difficult to obtain antibiotic that I finally tracked down at a local CVS pharmacy. Truthfully it was available at a Walgreens, but even with the coupon my doctor’s office provided the cost was going to be $238, so I set out in search of a better price.
CVS did honor the manufacturer’s coupon, so I ended up paying only $35.00 for the antibiotic. There is a lesson to be learned here, but I’m sick and can’t formulate what that might be. Something to do with comparison shopping and challenging the status quo I think. This post was supposed to be about the strange dream I had this morning anyway (note the title).
Have you ever looked at an ordinary word for so long that it just doesn’t seem right anymore? That happened to me yesterday afternoon as I was looking for an over-the-counter medicine to calm my incessant sneezing, itchy throat, and watery eyes.
The more I looked at the word the stranger it appeared. Was it ALL ERGY? Or perhaps AL LERGY?
When a helpful clerk at CVS asked if I needed assistance I mumbled something along the lines of, “Yes. Yes, I do.”
I hope this product helps with word fixation, as well.