Ah, Sweet Mysteries of Life.....

Up MOST of the night again.

Went to bed at 3 am, telling Martin/Darth that I had to sleep or I would DIE.

He is a darling boy.  And, since I had not spoken to him in MONTHS, I couldn't resist spending time with him.  I also got to know "Lucimay" another denizen of KW.  A charming lady who was fun to visit with.

Fortunately, I was awake by 9:30 am--unfortunately I turned on my computer and discovered Peter P and Emily (Recluce Mage), and seconds after that, my beloved Pirate Son KVETCH.  So I HAD to talk to all of them.

As a result it is now 11 am, and I've done nothing.

But, in only ten minutes or so, I am turning off the computer and not turning it on again until I have gotten some serious work done--

• Cleaning the bathroom, which is HORRIBLY disgusting again.
• EATING something--since I ate nothing but pretzels and m&m's yesterday....and I feel sickish today as a result
• Doing laundry--which I have a ton of.
• Picking up and putting away the mounds of stuff in the middle of the dining room floor
• Vaccuuming the LR and DR
• Feeding my poor patient kitty
• Cleaning the counters in the kitchen
• Cleaning the cat box.
• sorting my mail
• paying my bills

AFter that, I am just going to futz with my bedroom--rearrange the dolls on the shelves and pick up the clutter.

I'll welcome the new year in from bed, I think.

I had a strange dream last night--I want to quickly record it so that I don't forget it.

DeAnn and I were going somewhere--she was driving a pick up truck with a cart of some kind on the back.  For some unknown reason she thought it was funny to drive all the way to where ever we were going in reverse.  She wanted some pop, so we stopped at a Kwik Trip, but it was the oddest Kwik Trip in the Universe.

It was like an old fashioned store--wooden floors--no candy or pop or snacks in it.  There was a refrigerator, but the clerk said that they had no pop.  No packaged foods either, but the guy behind the counter said he would make us sandwiches.

The counter was actually a grill.  And he fried up ham by putting the whole ham roast on end on the grill until he was satisfied.  Then he made these enormous sandwiches one at a time.  The bread was an inch thick on each side, and the meat inside was at least three inches thick.

There was ham and turkey and summersausage and dozens of other coldcuts in there.

He made DeAnn's first.  Then another person who was with us--it seems like it was Lisa Thomas, but I'm not sure.  The sandwiches were as big as meat platters, and I was so hungry.  When he gave Lisa hers, I got a small fraction of it, and began to eat it.  She demanded it back--and I said I would have given her a fraction of mine to make up for it, but she said no way! 

It took forever for him to make my sandwich--and it was as though there was some big banquet about to happen in the other part of the building, and he had to begin cooking on that.  Lisa and DeAnn had gone outside--and I was anxious about keeping them waiting.

Finally he said my sandwich was done--but it was wrapped in plastic on a table full of other food items he had made.  I couldn't find mine.   Finally the counter lady handed me a big crumpled paper sack that was torn down one side--it had my sandwich in it along with a bunch of baked items which were supposed to be free day old items.  Then they charged me $15.00 for the sandwich.

I thought it was expensive--but figured that maybe DeAnn's and Lisa's sandwiches were included in the price.

When I went outside, DeAnn was sitting on a big wooden cart thing like a hay rack, crying her eyes out.

Her eyes were literally swollen to the size of baseballs--and were a deep purple color.  I asked what was wrong, and she was so hysterical I couldn't get the sense of it.  Lisa told me that there was some problem with the car--and that she had called Jesse (Brandt) for help--which is amazing to me, because I don't think DeAnn has even MET Jesse Brandt.  I have NO idea why I would associate him with her.

I had the sense that he was dropping everything to help her, and I was envious that some people had others who would drop EVERYTHING to help them.  I guess I do believe I have two sets of friends who would do that for me...DeAnn and Jim and Ingrid--certainly not my family--they would probably help eventually--but I would wait for HOURS first.....like that time in the terrible storm when I ran out of gas....I sat for TWO hourse, at least, less than two miles from home, and was terrified the whole time because the storm was unbelieveable.

Any how--the dream went on that we had to climb up this hill to get to this hotel.

The hill was extremely steep--and the path was very narrow. it was so steep, in fact, that we had to lay on our bellies and go up the hills by grabbing the trunks of the small trees that grew thick on either side of the path and pulling ourselves up, step by step.

At the top of the path was a door--I was in the lead (worst place for me), and I had to stand up to open the door.  I didn't think I would be able to do it, but I did.  I was longing to get somewhere so I could eat my sandwich--which I knew would be cold by this time, but I was SO HUNGRY (probably because in real life I hadn't eaten anything since the day before.)

When we went through the door, we came out in a narrow hallway--there were a lot of people scurrying around.  There were a bunch of young men and women in graduation robes.  They appeared to be quite drunk, most of them, and they were shouting about having "made it at last."   One boy, extremely drunk, decided he was going to jump into the lake (which had mysteriously appeared in the very area we had just worked our asses off to climb up.)

So he began to strip off his clothing.  ALL his clothing.

A bunch of the girls screamed and told him to stop--while other girls egged him on.

Then a bunch of the other boys acted as if they too were going to strip down to nothing.

But they didn't--they were just prancing around drunkenly acting stupid.

When the crowd finally settled down, the original boy was lying on the ground, passed out cold, and naked as the day he was born.

I looked at him and thought, "Whoa.  If THAT is all I had, I wouldn't be so eager to show it off."  His little manpart was only about 2 inches long.

Ha hahahaha.

What a stupid dream.

I never did get to eat my sandwich.

DeAnn and Lisa disappeared out of the dream, and a red-headed girl named Cindi whom I knew in college and a guy named Carl that I also knew in college were there instead.

We were trying to get to our rooms on the seventh floor of the big hotel, but we couldn't find the stairwells, and the elevators didn't take you to that building--they took you to some other building.

It was strange and confusing and frustrating.

Finally I just woke up and abandoned the whole thing.

And I was still sad about my sandwich.

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Now I have to get to work.

Later.

 

The SON of Catching Up

On December 26, my nephew Caleb called, wanting me and "grandma" to come over to their house to see their presents and play.

Their house is colder than HELL.

(Well, I suppose everything is colder than HELL.)

We went down into the basement where we first watched Shark Boy and Lava Girl, which had interesting special 3-D effects.  Unfortunately, I fell asleep through part of it.

Caleb couldn't tell, since I had the 3-D glasses on.  heh heh.  I was totally wrapped up in a big soft blanket, and he was cuddled up beside me.  It was very sweet.  He can be a VERY sweet little boy (when he isn't being a little shit).  Ha ha. 

Then he wanted me to build him a big castle out of legos--so I did my best.  Legos are quite fun to play with, I must say....

We watched The Iron Giant while we did that.  Then we ate a late lunch of Christmas left overs.  Then we went upstairs--and we played some games of dominoes with him--he enjoyed that.  Then the adults played a rousing game of settlers.

I was lucky in getting two really good spots and in having my numbers rolled often.  So, I kicked everyone's ass.  I don't think I have ever had such a sweet victory in Settlers.  I took the lead early and maintained it the whole game....got my 13 points to win before anyone else broke 9.

Hurray for me.

Then we watched Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone--during which I again fell asleep on the couch...After a while, Kari served warmed apple pie with homemade ice cream.

THAT was delicious.

Then the Mama and I went home.  I went to the basement and caught up on my email--and I believe Peter came on and we talked a bit.

Then I went to bed.  Slept til about 10:30 and got up and down loaded the Christmas pictures onto mom's computer.

Darla came over for coffee, and we chatted a bit.  Then I loaded up my car and came home.

It was about 5 pm when I got home.

On Wednesday, I was at school by 8 am.  Only three kids showed up--Dean, then Lisa, then Sam Restad.  I worked on organizing my patterns, and ran off a few extra copies of things.  I also cut out a few patterns.

I think my new system is going to be nice.

Later, I took Dean and Lisa to Pizza Hut.

We chatted a bit.

Then I went home.  I was very tired.

And that's about it.

I'm pretty much caught up now.

:D

Later, I'll put up some Christmas pictures.