Trying not loose it

I just stopped S from feeding her cereal piece by piece to Ruby. She was screaming that I stopped her fun, and Ruby wasn't too happy about it either. Becasue I haven't finished my first cup of coffee- and really my whole day hinges on this cup- I say fine. Theres not that much left. Whatever. Knock yourselves out. And that is why I have sort of time to write this. So next time I say I don't know WHY Ruby is so overweight. I've cut back her food- it just doesn't make sense! I will try to frying pan myself upside the head and remember this moment.

I had a dream last night that I had lost my backpack, which was full of very important things I needed. It was a dream so the bag was holding more that it could in reality, but all that I remember being in there was my passport, $800 dollars, monkey and H's teddy. I found it and breathed a huge sigh of relief, but then left it in the dark in the middle of the sidewalk to go into a grocery store. (How was I going to pay? Why would I have left it after i just found it? Where was this grocery store with the sidewalk? Why was I there at night?Perhaps most importantly- I have to go to the grocery store too often in real life, why would I go there in my dream? Couldn't I have lost my backpack at the beach?) So coming out of the dream store, of course I found my bag missing, with some belongings scattered around. I ran to the grocery stores dumpster where I found monkey and teddy. Woke up feeling "you suck! who looses what they've just found?" So.. here I go, trying to figure out what I've found and trying not to loose it.