Earthquake Dream, Broken Barriers and Husband's Victory

(Clematis by our front door, unrelated to the post)

We got home late last night from New Jersey, having collected the kids from two different friends' homes on our way back from the airport. They were in one piece (each), give or take a sunburn, some mosquito bites, and a rash.

I, however, came home with a sore throat, perhaps kick-started by the severe contrast between the U.S. air conditioning and the New Jersey humid heat. While sleeping in a bit this morning to try to heal up from that (David took the kids to school), I thought I felt a gentle earthquake rocking the room. I looked at the clock and noted the time, hoping to find confirmation somewhere. Apparently it was a dream.

The automatic railway barriers that stop traffic on the main road near our house broke down this morning. They were blocking road traffic for quite some time. Four police officers and two railway workers were standing around trying to figure out what to do. I had to park my car on our side of the tracks and use the footbridge over the tracks to get to the grocery store on the other side. This limited my shopping potential somewhat.

The victory of the morning is that David, having stacked all the odds against himself, passed his UK Driving License Practical Test this morning on his FIRST TRY! He took a quarter of the lessons I took, didn't watch the informative DVD about the test, let two weeks pass between his last lesson and the test, and arranged for some jet lag and travel weariness from a transatlantic flight the day before, just to make it that much more challenging. And passed beautifully (where I failed the first time, without any of those reasons to blame). I did pray for him to pass, of course, but I wasn't all that expectant. Congratulations again, my dear one. You are the soul of poise and confidence. And thank You, God, that You answered our prayers and showed favor, and we are now both good to go until we're 70 years old on the English roads.