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I had a most bizarre dream last night - yet it was very vivid.
Rohan (my web admin) and Dell his wife were hosting a biker party at their house, which was in our suburb (which it isn't. The house was not theirs either.) The bikers turned up with an old Bedford truck full of beer in white vegetable polystyrene cases and parked it in the garage. While watching them get stuck into the beer I noticed that there was a gigantic roast turkey on a table. Rohan then turned into Doug who also works for me. His smallest child Evan was running amok in the now strangely empty garage. Sarah his 14 yr old daughter was sitting out side ignoring the party and not wanting to be involved in anything. Then a parachuting Father Christmas appeared in the sky and was heading for a pub nearby (where there isn't one really) and landed in the street outside instead.

I have been working hard since 8:30am. A power nap was needed at 2:30pm.
45 minutes later I was woken by a client calling my phone. Now I feel refreshed for another hour and a half of work before we go to the gym.

We all went for a walk on Friday afternoon with Grandad Miller while Grandma had a rest.
Jude took quite a few photos including the two here of us having a rest on one of the paths in our estate and Grandad and I giving the two littlest ones a ride home.
She also snapped a great macro photo of two lady birds mating.
We explored through some swamps, jungles, islands and twisting pathways, finding hidden playgrounds, animals and creek crossings using fallen logs and stepping stones. Lots of fun!

I think my medication isn't working right. I have graves disease and am on medication to control the thyroxin levels in my body. I have a feeling that it is not working right, and my wife tells me I am testy lately - one of the symptoms. I have noticed the heat a lot more lately, and am feeling under pressure wioth some deadlines that are causing me to be a little more short tempered than I should be.

Or maybe the fact that I turn 40 next week is the reason - I am just a grumpy old man!