She's a Real Beaut, Clark.

Last night I was talking to my husband about how tired I've been lately. My fatigue has nothing to do with my physical health and everything to do with Wilford Brimley, the actor and diabetic testing supplies guy. 

I've never been one to have recurring dreams. Until this week. I've been having the same nightmare every night in which Wilford Brimley is trying to choke me. No, I'm not making this up. The choking scenario occurs every night in my dream and it's starting to really get to me. I'm sure that Wilford Brimley is a lovely person, but in this dream he turns on me. Right in front of the fireplace in his classic diabetic testing supplies commercial. One minute he's telling me how my diabetic testing supplies may be covered by Medicare and the next minute his hand shoots up to grab me in a Darth Vader death grip. It is seriously messing with my REM cycles, man. 

My husband, always the solution hunter and problem solver, told me to sleep in this morning. I really appreciated his offer, but I declined. And I'm glad I declined because look at the sunrise that I would have missed this morning:

I threw on a sweatshirt, grabbed my camera, and dashed out the backdoor to capture the beauty.

In the immortal words of Cousin Eddie from Christmas Vacation: She's a real beaut, Clark.

I call this next one 'Sunrise With Minivan'. See if you can figure out why.

It was quite a show.

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