Mushroom Dreams?
Ummm…excuse me. I believe you’re thinking about the wrong kind of mushrooms. These are garden variety button mushrooms, thank you very much.
I think perhaps it’s the late nights and two blogs running my head in circles. But what happened last night in the wee hours of the morning is so funny it bears repeating here.
First, a little background …
I have a travel alarm clock next to my bed. It’s an inexpensive Brookstone travel clock, but it’s got sentimental value, having been around the world with me during my expat lives in Asia and South America and continents in between and I just can’t seem to get rid of it and upgrade. It’s a little battery operated number and does the trick when necessary. But it rarely wakes me.
That’s because I set it 5 minutes past the alarm on my HTC EVO which I keep in the bathroom with the other phones I charge overnight. Yeah, I know. Maybe kind of strange, but the reason makes total sense to me. If the 3 phones are lined up on my vanity I will see them when I grab my watch and ring before heading out the door in the morning. And … if I have an alarm in the bathroom it means I have to haul my butt out of bed and can’t just fall back to sleep and forget about going to work when the alarm is chirping at me.
Each morning I jump up out of bed turn off the clock next to the bed and run to the bathroom to quiet the annoying alarm and get my day started.
So… this morning I was roused from sleep as usual to the alarm in the bathroom. Before putting my glasses on I looked at the clock in the distance (far distance) on the FiOS box and saw 5:20. Somehow I’d “lost” 5 minutes. It wasn’t the first time I “misplaced” a few minutes, so I padded off to the bathroom without giving it another thought, turned on the light, and started my routine.
When I was nearing the end of my hot shower I found myself humming my favorite song … Todd Rundgren’s Hello It’s Me. It’s my phone’s ringtone. Ringtone being the operative word here, ladies and gentlemen! Oh, and the stage mak up and costume … well, it was the early 70′s and for some people, mushrooms were for something far different than bathing in oil and vinegar with salt and seasonings and letting sit for an hour.
As I was humming … not necessarily an unusual thing for me. As a matter of fact, I often find myself humming Christmas songs. I DON’T KNOW WHY! It doesn’t make any sense to me. Especially during Passover for crying out loud! And it has NOTHING to do with mushrooms! But today I was humming a tune from my high school idol, and then it dawned on me.
I WAS HUMMING MY RINGTONE! Oh dear! I turned off the shower, quickly toweled off and without even putting my glasses on I turned on the EVO, slid the screen lock down and the time, in big bold numbers was laughing at me in the middle of the screen … 12:38!!!! And up on the top left were the phone and voicemail icons. It took me a moment to realize that no, my phone wasn’t playing catch up and I didn’t need the time to reset like sometimes happens with my Blackberry. It was telling me I was awake almost 5 hours early!!
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I was dreaming that my alarm was badgering me to wake up, but in reality, it was my phone and had I just let it ring itself out before I jumped out of bed, I probably would have fallen right back to sleep with barely any notice.
But no … there I was, all showered and ready to go. I was even scratching my head as I got in the shower wondering why I was so tired this morning.
Ummm… I was wide awake after just 90 minutes of sleep!! Luckily I was able to fall back to sleep after I put a towel on my pillow to absorb my wet head and drifted right back into slumberland, no dreams his time.
It’s not the mushrooms. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it!
p.s. I have no idea who called me at 12:30 this morning.
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ROFL!!!
I’m laughing too, but I wasn’t laughing at 12:38. Trust me.
Still laughing…..!
Why did the FiOS box say 5:20?
I totally couldn’t really see the clock and was just “estimating” the time. I am so used to it saying 5:15 that my brain registered that time.
So did you THINK your FiOS box said 5:20 without your glasses on – and in reality it was only 12:20? OMG! What a story! When you got up for the second time did you rewash your hair as well? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I’m just tired reading this story! You need a Wesclock next to your bed like I have. Back in 1990 when I was pregnant with Russell and waking up all the time at night I had to buy a clock I could read the time easily in the middle of the night. I keep the clock inches from eyes! It never fails me – unless we lose power of course!
I did! I took a shower again just like always. You would not have wanted to look at me if I hadn’t. Going to sleep on wet hair is bad enough, but wet, Little Orphan Frannie hair is the WORST!
It’s a crime against humanity!!!!
Too funny. It has happened to me too. Good looking mushrooms.