Signs that I need to get out more
Actual dreams that I had in the last few days:
1. I was at the supermarket.
2. I put shampoo on my hair before wetting it. Weird!
3. That dream above, about the supermarket? That was it. The whole thing. I bought chicken.
4. And salad.
5. I was writing an email. I can't remember to whom.
6. I was sitting around with Scott, and we both realized we were in a dream, and I said we should do something crazy. We couldn't come up with anything. And then I fell asleep. In my dream.
Topics that I've considered addressing in my next post:
1. My kitty cat sure is getting fat!
2. Uh…
3. Really. She's fat.
4. Uh, Easter?
5. Well, Scott told me his work might dry up soon, and I was hyperventilating into paper bags for a while, but then he started a new project. So. Never mind.
6. If there's a cheese I dislike out there, I'll tell you, I haven't yet found it. Go, cheese.
Wake me when it's April. What are you people doing? Anything good?










March 19, 2008
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Reality: I'm looking out the window of the cartoon cottage (aka my office) at the chives in the garden, thinking that they might be big enough to eat in three weeks. Depends on the weather.
Right now I'm sitting in the car, in the rain (I feel like I'm in a song) waiting for it to be time to pick up Bunker Monkey from preschool, listening to Find Another You (Mayer) on iPod, and thinking about a boy :). All in all, not the worst way to spend an hour (you'd agree if you knew the boy).
Oh, and I just had some Thai takeout and am debating getting some Ben and Jerry's (there's a shop on the corner). But probably not. Oh well, nothing's perfect.
It's not much of a stretch, then, that all my dreams lately have been related to Lost.
Or that my pants are a wee bit snug thanks to all those granola bars and all that gym skipping.
As for interesting things going on right now. . . hmmm. I did 30 push-ups in a row this morning (I think I did 92 altogether, from 4 different sets). Granted, all but 14 were on my knees. Regular push-ups (from the toes) are HARD, did you know that?
I'm learning to knit, but it's not going too well.
What is Henry's middle name? What are some girl names that you like? I'm on a name-kick, and nowhere near baby-time.
Unlike you, however, I am not a homebody. I leave the house fully once a month. (That's a LOT, right?)
Also what am I doing right now? Obsessing over our kitchen floors. Our dogs are being stubborn about using the bathroom outside, so I am mopping the floor every. day. Thank god no dreams about that yet, but I bet it will happen.
But excitement, we do have excitement. Umm. Grocery shopping, that's exciting, right? And laundry, ten loads of laundry from the giant vomit-festival we had this weekend. Nothing as exciting as the smell of old vomit laundry.
On second thought my life isn't that exciting, sorry.
"I dreamed I was at school and we went into the 1st graders class and we danced the Hot Dog Hokey Pokey!"
Maybe you could try dancing that one next time you are stuck for something in dreamland.
1) I got ridiculously excited about getting screens on my windows. SCREENS!
2) I can't go on vacation until November. Until then it's just the daily grind.
3) I clean my house once a week, keep my nails trimmed, and call my parents on Tuesdays.
Seriously...are you falling asleep yet? I bore me!
The most exciting thing I did all week was go to a St. Patty's party for dogs. It was actually a lot of fun and there was free beer so, score! In terms of being a big adventure, though, it was 3 blocks from my house and I was home by 7:45pm.
As far as dreams are concerned, I had one the other night that I was back in high school. Toward the end of the dream, I turned to my faceless friend and said, "High school boys are so stupid!" and my friend nodded her head and said, "You are very wise." I woke up feeling confident, the way I imagine Yoda would feel.
I have been busy warning people about the evilness that is Peeps.
http://annenahm.com/?p=403
Word on the street is that they will steal your eye and look at you with your own eye.