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Mom had Bible study today, so she was gone most of the morning. I didn't do much while she was gone. I got dressed and sat in the recliner and worked on the witch costume for Chryssie until she got home. Then I asked her if she would like to run to Owatonna with me. My license tabs were due, and I thought I could get them then deliver the cookies to Erik. She was all for it, so I got my poop in a pile and headed for Owatonna.
It was freaking COLD outside. I actually had to turn the heat on to take the edge off the cold in the car. It didn't take long, and I turned it off once the car was tolerable. We went the "old way" on Hwy 45, by the big swamp. It was just crawling with egrets! I wished I had brought my camera so I could have taken a couple of pictures of them. They were pretty far out so I couldn't have gotten a real clear picture, but still. They were thick and so startlingly white against the reeds. Just since Monday when Mom and I went to Walmart, the beans have turned much more golden and the corn also is nearly ready to pick. I have a terrible feeling our winter is going to come early this year.
It turned out to be a major Godsend that Mom was with me. The license bureau in Owatonna does not accept debit cards, and I had only $20 with me. I went out to the car to see if Mom had some cash, but she didn't. So, she wrote a check for $66 for me. Dang. MORE money I owe her!
Since my driver's license expires in November, I asked if I could just renew that at the same time. So, that is done--along with the address change--in one fell swoop.
While I was in the License Bureau, Joni happened to call me on her cell. The hospital had told her to go on home, since Jeff was taken down to surgery already and there was nothing she could do there. The surgery was expected to take 12 hours. They promised to keep in touch with her by phone, so she decided she would come home and harvest her tomatoes since it is supposed to freeze tonight. I told her I was in Owatonna and that I was planning on bringing her some books and dropping Erik's cookies off to him. She said that Erik happened to be home, so I could present them to him in person. LOL.
Because I had not eaten anything for breakfast, and it was already past noon, I went through the drive through of Taco Johns and got a beef burrito with sour cream and black olives and a medium iced tea. Taco Johns in Owatonna has the best iced tea.
The first thing I noticed when we pulled into Joni's driveway was that her apple trees are just LOADED with apples. I told Mom I was going to take a few of them home to make an apple dumpling. I love apple dumplings and I haven't had one in ages.
Joni was just about to head into her garden to pick tomatoes. She said that Erik had had a dream last night that he was in the laundry room naked and Joni walked in on him. Then she started hollering, "Hey everybody, Erik is NAKED!" And me and Mom and a whole bunch of other people rushed in to stare at him and laugh. Dreams are crazy. I had a crazy dream myself last night...more on that later.
So we sat and talked for a while. Kaylee's nurse had Kaylee in the living room. She had watched Sponge Bob, which she apparently loves. I stroked her hair and kissed her forehead several times. She lit up in a smile the minute she saw Mom and me walk in the door. Joni's little papillion just about licked me to death. I hardly ever see Jazzy, but she never forgets me. Kaylee got a little upset, and her nurse said it was because she was tired. So the nurse took her into her bedroom and got her ready for a nap.
Kaylee breaks my heart. She is such a beautiful girl, but she has absolutely no quality of life. In spite of it, though, she is happy and loving. Never cranky or mean-spirited. I noticed today that her hair has become extremely thin. That bothers me because she has always had amazingly thick curly hair. It makes me fear that she is aging too fast...I dread the day when she leaves us. Poor little girl.
Her hair has gotten incredibly long! Either Joni or the nurse had braided it into a single braid that went all the way down her back.
Anyhow, Joni and Mom soon went out to the garden to pick tomatoes and Erik and I sat in the living room and chatted. He's a very intelligent young man--and he has his head on straight. We talked about politics and institutionalized racism and sustainable communities. He's become so laid back. LOL. I miss my little Erik who was so excited about everything. But this more mature Erik is a darling too. He was playing with Cricket, Joni's Siamese cat. I played with her a bit too. She crawled into the blue Walmart bag I had brought the books and cookies in, and I tickled the outside of the bag while she tried to grab my fingers through the bag. She is a beautiful cat. So different from my cats though! She is rail thin and has a long, pointy face. She's pretty in a sort of exotic way.
It was nearly 3:30 when Mom and I decided it was time to go. It was a pleasant afternoon. I hardly ever get to Joni's house these days. Hopefully now that I am not working, I can spend more time with her. I told her I would come and help her make apple pies if she wanted me to. One year, long ago when Erik was just a little squirt, Mom and Kim and I went to help with her apples, and we had a fabulous time. Erik ate so many apples and apple peels that he got the world's worst belly ache later that day. I don't know why we didn't do it again--we had so much fun that day and got a lot of work done too.
Mom and I stopped at Dairy Queen on the way home. I had a chocolate malt and she had her pecan cluster blizzard. The chocolate malt was delicious. While we were on the way home, Kari texted and wanted to know where we were. I texted her back (in the DQ parking lot) that we were in Owatonna but were on our way home. She texted an invitation for us to come to their house for BLTs and to watch Survivor. I declined because watching Survivor appeals to me about as much as having a hot knitting needle shoved up my ass, and Wednesday night is Ghost Hunters! So, Jack picked Mom up on his way home from work. I watched several episodes of Ghost Hunters and a couple of Paranormal Witness while I worked on my doll dress. I sewed small black beads all along the neckline then between the black fabric and the black fabric with the holographic stars on it. The beads on the neckline look really good. The others are okay--but they don't really have the pizzazz I had hoped for.
I fell asleep a couple of times, but I saw more of the shows this time than I did last week. LOL. Mom got home and came down with an orange for each of us. She went to bed at about 10:45 and I turned off the TV and came into the Lair shortly after that.
That's about it for the day's events.
Now, the dream I had last night was quite weird.
I dreamt I was at a restaurant waiting for Mom and Dad and a couple of other people to join me. I had a lot of paperwork and junk with me. I had chosen a table in the back where there was privacy, and I had been waiting for them a long time. When they finally got there, they took a table right up front by a big window. I was annoyed because I was already seated, but they expected me to move. So, I packed up all my crap--I had my laptop and a couple of bags of books and amazingly--a freaking BOOKCASE. I had the laptop case and my book bags slung over my shoulder and I was dragging the bookcase along behind me by one hand while using the cane with the other.
By the time I got to the front of the restaurant, they had decided they wanted to go to a different restaurant and had left. Now the restaurant they had gone to was weird--it was part gas station, part bar, part restaurant, and part some sort of a Catholic youth group center. I have had this place in my dreams before. It isn't a real place, but it exists in my psyche somewhere.
It was frustrating because there was no place close to the restaurant to park. There were no handicapped spots available. The gas station part was closed, so I couldn't enter through that door. So I drove around to the side where there was a "back door." There were no marked spots to park there, but I parked my car sort of along the back side of the building close to the door.
As I was walking into the building, I noticed off in the distance a large animal--it was white and had some dark smudges on it. It had a lion-like head, but its ears were old little things that stood up on top of its head. They were rounded--but not like a lion's ears. More like a panda bear. It noticed me too and started coming toward me. I hurried because I was afraid of it, and just as I got to the door, it bounded up and tried to attack me. I got mad and yelled, "NO!" at it and pushed it away. It had its big mouth on my stomach and I was afraid it would bite me and pull my intestines out.
But it let go.
I closed the door and went in by my family. It was a real ghetto looking restaurant. It had crappy fold out tables like the kind they have at church banquets and the floor was like a gym floor. My family had already gotten their food and were eating steaks. I was again annoyed that they had not waited for me to order and that by the time I ordered, they would be done eating, and by the time my food came, they would be ready to go. So, I didn't order.
They were ready to go, and I said, "Be careful! There's a lion in the parking lot." It was still out there, but somehow, Dad and I were in the parking lot getting our cars. There was a big helicopter and some military men with machine guns out by my car. I don't think they were American. I was afraid they were going to shoot Dad, but they didn't. They inspected my car and told me I could go. I remember being glad they didn't look in my trunk, though I don't know why.
Perhaps I had a nuclear device in there or something. Ha.
That was pretty much the end of that dream. I vaguely remember driving in the dream...and it was snowing. But I don't remember any more specifics.
It was freaking COLD outside. I actually had to turn the heat on to take the edge off the cold in the car. It didn't take long, and I turned it off once the car was tolerable. We went the "old way" on Hwy 45, by the big swamp. It was just crawling with egrets! I wished I had brought my camera so I could have taken a couple of pictures of them. They were pretty far out so I couldn't have gotten a real clear picture, but still. They were thick and so startlingly white against the reeds. Just since Monday when Mom and I went to Walmart, the beans have turned much more golden and the corn also is nearly ready to pick. I have a terrible feeling our winter is going to come early this year.
It turned out to be a major Godsend that Mom was with me. The license bureau in Owatonna does not accept debit cards, and I had only $20 with me. I went out to the car to see if Mom had some cash, but she didn't. So, she wrote a check for $66 for me. Dang. MORE money I owe her!
Since my driver's license expires in November, I asked if I could just renew that at the same time. So, that is done--along with the address change--in one fell swoop.
While I was in the License Bureau, Joni happened to call me on her cell. The hospital had told her to go on home, since Jeff was taken down to surgery already and there was nothing she could do there. The surgery was expected to take 12 hours. They promised to keep in touch with her by phone, so she decided she would come home and harvest her tomatoes since it is supposed to freeze tonight. I told her I was in Owatonna and that I was planning on bringing her some books and dropping Erik's cookies off to him. She said that Erik happened to be home, so I could present them to him in person. LOL.
Because I had not eaten anything for breakfast, and it was already past noon, I went through the drive through of Taco Johns and got a beef burrito with sour cream and black olives and a medium iced tea. Taco Johns in Owatonna has the best iced tea.
The first thing I noticed when we pulled into Joni's driveway was that her apple trees are just LOADED with apples. I told Mom I was going to take a few of them home to make an apple dumpling. I love apple dumplings and I haven't had one in ages.
Joni was just about to head into her garden to pick tomatoes. She said that Erik had had a dream last night that he was in the laundry room naked and Joni walked in on him. Then she started hollering, "Hey everybody, Erik is NAKED!" And me and Mom and a whole bunch of other people rushed in to stare at him and laugh. Dreams are crazy. I had a crazy dream myself last night...more on that later.
So we sat and talked for a while. Kaylee's nurse had Kaylee in the living room. She had watched Sponge Bob, which she apparently loves. I stroked her hair and kissed her forehead several times. She lit up in a smile the minute she saw Mom and me walk in the door. Joni's little papillion just about licked me to death. I hardly ever see Jazzy, but she never forgets me. Kaylee got a little upset, and her nurse said it was because she was tired. So the nurse took her into her bedroom and got her ready for a nap.
Kaylee breaks my heart. She is such a beautiful girl, but she has absolutely no quality of life. In spite of it, though, she is happy and loving. Never cranky or mean-spirited. I noticed today that her hair has become extremely thin. That bothers me because she has always had amazingly thick curly hair. It makes me fear that she is aging too fast...I dread the day when she leaves us. Poor little girl.
Her hair has gotten incredibly long! Either Joni or the nurse had braided it into a single braid that went all the way down her back.
Anyhow, Joni and Mom soon went out to the garden to pick tomatoes and Erik and I sat in the living room and chatted. He's a very intelligent young man--and he has his head on straight. We talked about politics and institutionalized racism and sustainable communities. He's become so laid back. LOL. I miss my little Erik who was so excited about everything. But this more mature Erik is a darling too. He was playing with Cricket, Joni's Siamese cat. I played with her a bit too. She crawled into the blue Walmart bag I had brought the books and cookies in, and I tickled the outside of the bag while she tried to grab my fingers through the bag. She is a beautiful cat. So different from my cats though! She is rail thin and has a long, pointy face. She's pretty in a sort of exotic way.
It was nearly 3:30 when Mom and I decided it was time to go. It was a pleasant afternoon. I hardly ever get to Joni's house these days. Hopefully now that I am not working, I can spend more time with her. I told her I would come and help her make apple pies if she wanted me to. One year, long ago when Erik was just a little squirt, Mom and Kim and I went to help with her apples, and we had a fabulous time. Erik ate so many apples and apple peels that he got the world's worst belly ache later that day. I don't know why we didn't do it again--we had so much fun that day and got a lot of work done too.
Mom and I stopped at Dairy Queen on the way home. I had a chocolate malt and she had her pecan cluster blizzard. The chocolate malt was delicious. While we were on the way home, Kari texted and wanted to know where we were. I texted her back (in the DQ parking lot) that we were in Owatonna but were on our way home. She texted an invitation for us to come to their house for BLTs and to watch Survivor. I declined because watching Survivor appeals to me about as much as having a hot knitting needle shoved up my ass, and Wednesday night is Ghost Hunters! So, Jack picked Mom up on his way home from work. I watched several episodes of Ghost Hunters and a couple of Paranormal Witness while I worked on my doll dress. I sewed small black beads all along the neckline then between the black fabric and the black fabric with the holographic stars on it. The beads on the neckline look really good. The others are okay--but they don't really have the pizzazz I had hoped for.
I fell asleep a couple of times, but I saw more of the shows this time than I did last week. LOL. Mom got home and came down with an orange for each of us. She went to bed at about 10:45 and I turned off the TV and came into the Lair shortly after that.
That's about it for the day's events.
Now, the dream I had last night was quite weird.
I dreamt I was at a restaurant waiting for Mom and Dad and a couple of other people to join me. I had a lot of paperwork and junk with me. I had chosen a table in the back where there was privacy, and I had been waiting for them a long time. When they finally got there, they took a table right up front by a big window. I was annoyed because I was already seated, but they expected me to move. So, I packed up all my crap--I had my laptop and a couple of bags of books and amazingly--a freaking BOOKCASE. I had the laptop case and my book bags slung over my shoulder and I was dragging the bookcase along behind me by one hand while using the cane with the other.
By the time I got to the front of the restaurant, they had decided they wanted to go to a different restaurant and had left. Now the restaurant they had gone to was weird--it was part gas station, part bar, part restaurant, and part some sort of a Catholic youth group center. I have had this place in my dreams before. It isn't a real place, but it exists in my psyche somewhere.
It was frustrating because there was no place close to the restaurant to park. There were no handicapped spots available. The gas station part was closed, so I couldn't enter through that door. So I drove around to the side where there was a "back door." There were no marked spots to park there, but I parked my car sort of along the back side of the building close to the door.
As I was walking into the building, I noticed off in the distance a large animal--it was white and had some dark smudges on it. It had a lion-like head, but its ears were old little things that stood up on top of its head. They were rounded--but not like a lion's ears. More like a panda bear. It noticed me too and started coming toward me. I hurried because I was afraid of it, and just as I got to the door, it bounded up and tried to attack me. I got mad and yelled, "NO!" at it and pushed it away. It had its big mouth on my stomach and I was afraid it would bite me and pull my intestines out.
But it let go.
I closed the door and went in by my family. It was a real ghetto looking restaurant. It had crappy fold out tables like the kind they have at church banquets and the floor was like a gym floor. My family had already gotten their food and were eating steaks. I was again annoyed that they had not waited for me to order and that by the time I ordered, they would be done eating, and by the time my food came, they would be ready to go. So, I didn't order.
They were ready to go, and I said, "Be careful! There's a lion in the parking lot." It was still out there, but somehow, Dad and I were in the parking lot getting our cars. There was a big helicopter and some military men with machine guns out by my car. I don't think they were American. I was afraid they were going to shoot Dad, but they didn't. They inspected my car and told me I could go. I remember being glad they didn't look in my trunk, though I don't know why.
Perhaps I had a nuclear device in there or something. Ha.
That was pretty much the end of that dream. I vaguely remember driving in the dream...and it was snowing. But I don't remember any more specifics.
