Knee-Dough!

I got no good excuses right now, so I'll save you the bull.
I been having these very intense dreams, not like intense with suspense, more like visually intense where there is a lot to look at and the architecture is really amazing.
I don't remember too much about them when my eyes snap open, but I can tell you that they are pretty great when held up against my "waking life".
What I mean is there seems to be fewer children screaming demands at me, and my wife isn't a zombie in my dreams.

Sleeping Giants.

It was late last night, just as I was dozing off that I had the terrifying realization that I was letting this little Dude play in what is essentially snapping turtle heaven. I mean, look at it! I suppose that it would more likely be snapping turtle heaven... on earth, but you know what I am saying.
My eyes snapped open and I instantly played back the day but with much more snapping turtle attacks and it took me about an hour to finally calm down and fall asleep.
Then I had a dream about tools.

Now I am going to paint a floor and maybe build a bookshelf.

I wonder what it all means?