The STUFF dreams are made of

I’m fascinated by the way the human mind processes information. More specifically, the stuff that happens in our daily life that is later woven into a dream.

Last night, I dreamed my mom and dad and some other people (?) were trying to get somewhere—I think it was a town I used to live in—but our vehicle was broken down and leaking stuff. 

I won’t go into all of the reasons, but a series of events happened yesterday that involved all of the main themes: THAT town, my folks (MOM especially), and our TRUCK in the shop. 

If only my mind was as efficient when I’m awake as it is during my sleep…  *sigh*

An odiferous combination

I had a GREAT day!  I took the Cadillac on a little road trip and had lunch with someone very special. 

A special place

Do you have someplace that means a lot to you?  Maybe it’s where you received your first kiss, or whispered your first “I love you” to someone dear, or became engaged to the love of your love.

Okay, that was nice, but let’s move on…

The big snowfall last Friday was pretty.  And the last two days, we’ve had “freezing fog,” which covers all of the tree brances with a hairy-looking coat of ice crystals.

My DOROTHY experiment

As a kid, I used to love watching The Wizard of Oz. As an adult, not so much…those flying monkeys are creepy. 

If I remember right, though, to get back home to Aunt Em and Uncle Henry’s house, Dorothy put on the ruby red slippers. She clicked her heels and said repeatedly, “There’s no place like home.  There’s no place like home.”

Today: OPEN WIDE

With a title like OPEN WIDE, you’d think I was going to the dentist today.  Instead, I’m going for a Pap smear.  Same motto, different body region. 

What is that sound?

It’s Monday morning after the cruise.  If you hear a loud, screeching sound, it is called “getting back to the grind.” The obnoxious noise is me—kicking and screaming each step of the way.  

Something happens to our brain between age 16 and 60

When I went to town yesteray, I got behind a mid-size white car with a tag that read STUDENT DRIVER. This was not in the busy part of town but on roads that skirt the perimeter.

Very hot feature—and a very cool one!

I’m still trying to figure out how some of the stuff works on the car I bought Thanksgiving weekend. An easy one to find and use is the heated seats, which is something I’ve never had on a vehicle. Ahhhhhh!! Very cool hot!

A “jet fuel” morning

NOTE: If you are already tired of reading about my upcoming cruise, don’t read this entry!

We live very close to an Air Force base.  So close, in fact, that some mornings—when the weather conditions are just right—we can walk outside and smell jet fuel. Today is one of those days.

Meet the GOOBERs

Ann posted a comment on an old thread: It sounds so Amish/Pennsylvania Dutch to me. Or maybe Quaker. Definitely a bonnet and an apron in the scene. Very charming.

It reminded me of a picture of husband and me… I don’t recall if I’ve posted it before.

Power of 10

I just checked The Weather Channel online and it is 10 degrees here.  That’s the GOOD news.  The BAD news is that wind chills make it feel like 11 degrees below zero.

Oh, but the weather people said there is even MORE good news! Even though temps won’t get out of the teens today, the sun is going to shine.   If you’re like me, you’re having a hard time controlling your excitement at the thought…

Horrible working conditions!

During all of my adult years, I’ve worked in some pretty crummy conditions. Sometimes it was the pay.  Other times the people. Occasionally the weather.  Lots of factors can be considered “horrible working conditions,” but the current ones are absolutely the worst.

You’d think that by working for myself—at home, in my PJs, when I want—things would be pretty easy.  Not so.  

I leave on a cruise with two of my girlfriends in just 12 days, and the anticipation is killing me!  How can anyone be expected to concentrate on something as trivial as WORK in a situation like this?? 

And so it begins…

For me, the new year didn’t officially begin until today.  Husband helped me take down and put away all of the Christmas “stuff” yesterday, and I’m going to do some “work” today (the “paid” kind).

I started 2010 with food poisoning

I went to church New Year’s Eve—then visited with my sisters for awhile and was in bed by midnight. But I woke up at 2:00 and was violently ill for several hours.  Husband was at work so I was home alone, and during that time, I was so sure I was going to die that I scribbled a note for him with last minute changes to the will.  It was dreadful!!

A blessed life

I am grateful to have a very blessed life.

Holy, Holy, Holier Than Thou

I’ve yet to figure out why the pot keeps calling the kettle black.
Or why people like to play God and judge other people (especially when they hardly know God).
Or why people who live in glass houses throw stones (really big ones at people nearby).
I should limit my exposure to people like this in case their pompous attitudes are contagious.

Christmas 2009

Despite the weather, it’s going to be a great day.

Merry Christmas Eve!

As I write this, it is actually still Christmas Eve.

This has been one of the most memorable Christmas Eve days I remember having in years.  (Maybe “memorable” isn’t the right word…since my memory doesn’t work that well…).  My niece Jenny got here last night from Tulsa, and she and I spent the entire day in the kitchen preparing a super meal for this afternoon.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me!

Today is my birthday! Getting old sucks, but I love birthdays.

Why old women should never multi-task

Last Thursday (PM or “pre-migraine), I was thinking about how I really needed to be cleaning house but was instead getting  ready for a follow-up appointment with my tailbone doctor. Sitting on a bench at the foot of the bed, I decided that as soon I was dressed, I would at least clean the toilet in our bathroom before I left for town.

I started to put on the socks I randomly chose from the drawer, but

I remember when…

I remember as a kid when I cried about something, Mom or Dad would say, “You better shut that up or I’ll give you something to cry about!”

Heat + headache trumps holiday cheer

I woke up at 2:30 this morning with a KILLER migraine.  I haven’t had one this bad in many months.  (I could kill that damn Period Fairy.)  Because of a medication mix-up in the night, I couldn’t do an injection, which might have relieved it.

Tempting fate (TMI)

If it’s not one thing, it’s another… Here is my WHINE party for the week. 

My last round of tailbone injections was two weeks ago, and the site where they did the shots has quit hurting.  My tailbone is much improved, and I’ve migrated from the sofa and back into my office to work.  That’s the good news.  Or should I say, “That’s the ONLY good news!?”

Chill (and chili) that lingers

The chill outside (and inside) persists.  It is 18 degrees here this morning. I don’t know what the temperature is in the house, but I’m freezing.  (Where are those HOT FLASHES when I want them?)  How cold is it? Well, I’m going to town for a mammogram today…and I actually look forward to being inside a warm car and a warm building! 

It’s 14 degrees out and we have no heat!

Brrrrrrrrrrrr.

Our heat went out Saturday night. Not a big deal, as it was almost 70 here Saturday afternoon…and Sunday wasn’t too bad, either. But now it’s f-f-reeeeezing outside, and it’s pretty darn cool in the house, too!

Blubber blubber

I feel a little guilty for making fun of husband because he has to watch Rudolph every year.  Right after it ended, we watched MY favorite Christmas movie, It’s a Wonderful Life.  I always miss the part where they roll credits at the end because I’m in the bathroom bawling my eyes out.

It must be Christmas!

I always know it’s the Christmas season when husband rearranges his schedule to watch Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. 

A day off

I’m taking today off from blogging to seek divine intervention. See, I’ve been thinking a lot about something and need to make a decision, and I could use guidance about which way to go with this one.

For my protection

In addition to sharing her “light theory” with me, Miss Nina was kind enough to send this along for my protection…