O'Hare UFO pic

Not to beat this UFO thing deeper into the ground, but a picture has surfaced courtesy of the website "Above Top Secret" (I've provided the link to this site in case you want to observe the lively discussions on this and other subjects). The UFO is in the top right-hand corner (your right as you face the page). It looks like a light
gray M&M.

I think it's an interesting pic; there is some question as to whether it is real or not.
I am curious as to what other people think about it. To me, it looks like a small blimp--yet eyewitnesses said it accelerated incredibly fast and left a hole in the cloud cover. I grew up watching the Goodyear blimp, and I doubt it could accelerate like that. To me, it looks like a small blimp--yet eyewitnesses said it accelerated incredibly fast and left a hole in the cloud cover. I grew up watching the Goodyear blimp, and I doubt it could accelerate like that.

In the terrestrial world, not much has happened. My strained muscle has healed and I will be back to most of my activities this week. I've left my Vinyasa yoga class until next week, though, until there is nary a twinge. My writing is going sucky because my sleep cycle has become screwed up. Last night I could not drop off until 5 a.m. I am going to try Advil PM tonight, as my daughter Kat has an acupuncture appointment tomorrow at 9 a.m. and I am tired of driving around in the mornings feeling like a Sasquatch with PMS.

This sleeplessness can't continue; it has been going on for weeks now, since Prada came home and we had hours of late-night mother/daughter talks. This time is so precious--this past Christmas, watching my near-adult and adult kids opening their presents, I wondered for how long we would have these kind of holidays, before they go into whatever their own adult lives will be. I try to spend as much time with Prada as I can, because she is gone for long periods of time during the school year, and I miss her terribly. She is doing well, though, and slowly but surely edging closer to realizing her dreams.

Still, both Prada and I were left with really messed-up sleep cycles. Given my druthers, I would arrange my life so that I went to bed at three and woke up in the early afternoon, but my life as a mother and human being in general just doesn't work like this. So, it's off to Sleepville early for me tonight. Maybe I'll count UFOs instead of sheep.