Liv's new obsession is with the bin of old toys that her daddy pulled out of storage. The Hulk gets toted around as she growls, flexes her little arms and proclaims herself also being the Hulk.

And just a moment ago, she brought a plastic miniature pizza in and insisted on trying to tuck it into bed and saying "g'nite." The bin has the original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, their pizza-flinging van, Splinter, The Hulk, various Pee-Wee's Playhouse characters, Doug and Skeeter keychains, Bravestar (one of the only known Native American cartoon heroes) and other odds and ends from the early '80's of our childhoods.

It's awesome to see that the toys though stashed away for many years are still getting use and enjoyment out of them. : )

During sleep, I meet with strange events & people. Last night, this one came to me...

Gathered with a group of people, the skies began to turn dark. We huddled in a building & watched as the darkness loomed in the East. As we watched through huge, plate-glass windows, a black funnel reached down from the sky & touched down.

People were scared & asked, "Should we stay inside or run out to try & get farther from it?" As these questions were asked, the wind violently shook the windows & the funnel swallowed the building next door to ours. Panic spread. Some people screamed. Then the black funnel disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

The sky quickly changed back to its azure blue color. People were visibly shaken & were asking if it were over. We peered out the windows to survey the skies. There were two sets of glass double doors at the north side of the building that led to the parking lot. I walked through the first set of doors & as I stepped through the second set into the outdoors, I heard someone yell out, "What is that?"

I looked up. The sky was still blue & the white clouds appeared peaceful. Yet some of those clouds gathered together & created another funnel, a white one, that reached towards the earth. This white funnel of clouds gathered speed as it rushed in from the North. There wasn't the dark energy that had been felt with the Eastern wind's approach. The air felt different somehow.

Because the wind didn't whip as violently, because the air felt different, I stood my ground. The white funnel came closer & as it seemed to be reaching straight from the sky to me, it turned into a man. A man formed from this cloud, stepping down from the air as if he were stepping from the end of a flight of stairs.

The man said he had come to take what was his. I told him we were not to be his that day. He said it was most unfortunate that we would not oblige & that our choice simply meant he had to take someone else in our place. His stare made me uncomfortable & he advanced towards me. I backed through the double set of doors. He came through the first set of doors & as he did, the North sent a blast of cold along with him.

I blocked that second set of doors, not allowing him to enter. Others inside the building looked up & seeing wind picking up dangerously outside, urged me to let the man enter. They did not see this man step down from the sky. They did not hear the things he'd said to me. I refused to let the man in. The man nodded & said our day would still come, that all in Nature was his to take & then he disappeared.

Nobody seemed to notice the man had gone or even that he'd been there at all. They were turning on televisions & radios to hear the updates of the widespread storm. There was video coverage of a young child being tossed about by the wind like a piece of tissue paper. The child did not survive. An elderly woman told her account of being taken into the air & miraculously surviving her fall back down. Were these the others the North wind took to when I wouldn't allow it to take me or the others? A shiver ran through me at this thought & then -

I woke up.

Who would steal a school license plate?

Perhaps they really needed it. Their school spirit was so pressing that they simply HAD to take it. They just happened to have their penknife/multi-tool in their pocket as they were passing by and just happened to remove and put back into place the two flimsy screws that held the plate to the front of my vehicle.

I wouldn't steal a personal posession. Certainly not from someone's vehicle or home or wallet or purse. What gives? *sigh*

I hope whoever has it had an intended useful purpose for it and not just mindless petty theft on their agenda. Enjoy. Go Huskies!!