Beth from KillerB hath tagged me. My brain is mush, so I can't think of something to write on my own. So here we go.
1. Would you rather have the ability to fly or to become invisible? Why?
Some of my favorite dreams are of flying. I don't want to be invisible, because I think I would spy on people and find out things I don't want to know! I'm nosy. 2. What is your favorite go-to dinner option?
Now that we are staying with my in-laws...frozen ravioli and jarred sauce (my inner chef is soooo embarrassed)3. Most quotable thing that YOU have ever said.
Last night, to my bestie Dana: 'If you're cold, go put some stuff on your things..."4. What is your greatest strength, or something that you are most proud of?
I'd like to think that I can make people feel good about themselvs. Bring someone out of the dumps. 5. What was the best vacation you ever took and what made it so incredible?
Punta Cana with my husband before we were married. It was such a different time. It was sexy and fun and relaxing and it changed me when I returned. Plus I met a giant rooster AND I got tan!!
Second best...Disney with the kid and the husb before kid #2 joined us. Great to see my little man enjoy the magic. Cannot wait to go back as a foursome. 6. If you had to relive a time in your life, what would you go back and do again?
If I had to relive it and do it differently I would have focused on getting into a good college right out of high school. I don't regret much but I do sometimes regret that. But I do NOT regret not having any loan payments to make!7. Tell me something you feel your parent(s) taught you that you still value to this day.
My parents taught me how to laugh. 8. If you had to bury a time capsule to represent this year, what three things would you put in it?
A moving box, paperwork and laundry detergent.9. Biggest pet peeve.
Whatever is irritating me at the moment. 10. Name your favorite non-major holiday and tell me why it's special to you.
Is Easter considered non-major? Its my favorite because it reminds me just how much God loves us. 11. What do you wish people would ask you about?
I wish people would STOP asking me how my newborn is 'letting me sleep'. HE DOESNT LET ME SLEEP!!! I'M TIRED!!! HE IS ONE MONTH OLD, DUDE!!!
The title is meant to be ironic. We all know I'm incapable of putting things away.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
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Friday, July 27, 2012
Yet Another Strange Dream
Someone told me once that it was incredibly boring to listen to peoples' dreams. He said it was like listening to a description of their acid trips.
I hope you , dear reader, do not feel this way.
Last night I dreamt I was in an English countryside. At some sort of racetrack. Very proper and English and full of tall hedges. It was beautiful.
A very toothily handsome and properly English fellow in a blue blazer and khaki pants invited me and another girl to go for a horseback ride.
I felt nervous because I am only familiar riding horses with Western type saddles, and I knew this would be an English-saddle ride. English saddles are typically far less comfortable, and the way in which you rein your horse is totally different.
Nervousness in dreams...I wonder what that signifies.
The three of us began to ride through this proper English garden. I was at the end of our line, and I watched the other two riders posting during a trot, as they should...
Then I saw the sky bridge. It looked like the wooden bridge you see in movies. Dilapidated and rickety and swinging in the air. Ending at the top of a very tall pine.
The two riders trotted properly to the top.
My horse and I followed.
And then we fell. My beautiful golden horse and I. We fell all the way to the ground with a sickening thump. I watched the hurt in the horse's large eyes. I felt no pain.
I knew, in my dream, that these were the last few moments for this animal.
I touched its nose gently and whispered words of comfort.
Then I woke up.
WEIRD, right????
I hope you , dear reader, do not feel this way.
Last night I dreamt I was in an English countryside. At some sort of racetrack. Very proper and English and full of tall hedges. It was beautiful.
A very toothily handsome and properly English fellow in a blue blazer and khaki pants invited me and another girl to go for a horseback ride.
I felt nervous because I am only familiar riding horses with Western type saddles, and I knew this would be an English-saddle ride. English saddles are typically far less comfortable, and the way in which you rein your horse is totally different.
Nervousness in dreams...I wonder what that signifies.
The three of us began to ride through this proper English garden. I was at the end of our line, and I watched the other two riders posting during a trot, as they should...
Then I saw the sky bridge. It looked like the wooden bridge you see in movies. Dilapidated and rickety and swinging in the air. Ending at the top of a very tall pine.
The two riders trotted properly to the top.
My horse and I followed.
And then we fell. My beautiful golden horse and I. We fell all the way to the ground with a sickening thump. I watched the hurt in the horse's large eyes. I felt no pain.
I knew, in my dream, that these were the last few moments for this animal.
I touched its nose gently and whispered words of comfort.
Then I woke up.
WEIRD, right????
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