Monthly Archives: June 2004

Another weird dream!

Another weird dream!

First there was a wedding between Donny and someone. Donny had (at least) a little brother. My mom took pictures of them and put them into frames for gifts to the couple. I vaguely recall some rehearsal bits and a little of the wedding itself, but not much.

We lived in an apartment down the hill from a school that had a square, concrete-lined lake in front. One of the kids (I’m thinking Nate, older) was wanting to show me the school so I finally reluctantly followed him around the lake (he went THROUGH the edge of it, which was quite shallow). The school was having a sale. In one section, they had free stuff, which included a flannelgraph of “Jojo” (supposed to be Jonah but I clearly remember it was labeled “Jojo”) of which they had two copies, and construction paper which was torn out of the big package into sections of two colors, and some other things I can’t remember.

When I finished picking through the stuff, I wandered around looking for Rachel, and in the process saw on one shelf a frame – empty – from one of the pictures my mom had made for Donny.

I saw Rachel ahead of me and started walking a little faster to catch up. She didn’t notice I was there until I got right up behind her. When she turned around, saying, “Oh! I didn’t know you were there!” Donny’s little brother (slightly older than Rachel) came up behind ME and said, “She’s been following you for a while, about as long as I have.” He was totally enamored of her, and kept trying to get her to kiss him. She refused. I encouraged her refusal and attempted to encourage HIM to not be so freely-giving of HIS heart.

We got in the car and headed down the hill to home. As we rounded a corner, we had to slow down because a red helicopter was trying to land in the intersection (at which we needed to turn). Robby slowed down, but didn’t stop, and when it raised up just a little to move over a smidge, Robby zipped under it, but couldn’t turn because the copter was in the way. Another was landing right behind THAT one, and as he went past IT as well, we saw a house, dark and sparkling with inner flames. We looked, fascinated, for a minute or two, then Robby said, “Well, we’ll have to go all the way back to the interstate.”

Then I woke up.

I refuse to acknowledge Boggy’s ending!

I refuse to acknowledge Boggy’s ending!

She can end the story however she wants, but I REFUSE to accept that ending!
Part One
Part Two
Part Three


By the time the doctor arrived, he was feeling much better. The doctor did a cursory examination, helped him to his feet (and her to her wheelchair) and told him sternly to make an appointment within the next week for a more thorough examination. Then he left them to their date.

He wheeled her to a table, still feeling a bit embarrassed that he fell out in front of her, but she waved away his apologies. “It could happen to anyone, my dear.”

He had prearranged with the nurses to bring them coffee and ice water, and that they did. Both tried to pretend they didn’t notice the nurses hovering at the edge of their vision, to make sure nothing ELSE happened. They chatted amiably, the awkwardness of the previous moment quickly dissipating as they enjoyed their drinks and each other’s company.

I had a reallllllly weird dream this morning!

I had a reallllllly weird dream this morning!

I dreamed we lived in a large … apartment, I believe. It was big – from the back door, which opened into a kitchen, there was a large dining room/computer room, then an open space, then a bathroom, then a small hall that opened into a bedroom, then coming back down the other side there was a medium sized room, a larger nearly-empty room, then the kids’ room. The bedroom at the back, which was fairly small, was the ‘master bedroom’ and we were discussing moving Robby’s computer back there for privacy and space in the dining room.

I realized the ‘next day’ that the larger nearly-empty room would be a much better place for his computer!

I got up that day and went into the bathroom – and was going to do a pregnancy test. Robby was sitting in the corner by the door of the large bathroom. There was still water in the tub from the previous evening’s baths. I opened the test and laid it and the packaging on the edge of the tub, then peed in the cup, then picked up the test and packaging. The test had gotten wet and the ‘results’ area had turned blue. I dipped to the line, and the area quickly became ‘un-blue’ and the control marks showed up. But nothing else. I told Robby and he said, “So, now what?” and I answered, “Well, I guess a appointment with a doctor. If it’s negative, there’s something ELSE wrong.” and turned to put up the stuff. I picked up the test to throw it away, and gasped. “It’s POSITIVE!”

Then there was a shift and I was getting ready to go to a movie with two female friends (neither of which I know IRL). They seemed to be teens, and I seemed to be a teen as well. We sat in the front of the theater, and nobody else was there. When we got up to leave, I looked in the end seat and said, “_____, are these your shoes?” (can’t remember the name), and she looked and said, “Yep!” So we pulled them out of the seat, and I looked in the next seat and found my backpack still there, tied to the bottom seat legs, so I untied it and put it on, then behind the next seat was another pair of shoes that didn’t belong to any of us. On our way out, we met a girl coming in (who I didn’t know IRL OR in the dream) but she was the only one besides us that was there.

Then I woke up.

Weird.

Continuation of my story…

Continuation of my story…

After reading the first part (below), please read part two at Boggy’s Blog… then continue with this installment:


Her tears of grief turned to tears of joy when he suddenly, after a long minute, coughed and began to breathe again. “Nurse!” she called out frantically, “Nurse! I need help!”

The nurse hurried over to see what was wrong. She leaned over him, checking his pulse, scowling slightly at his shallow breathing. “I’m going to get a doctor. Keep him comfortable, and don’t let him exert himself if he wakes up.” She hurried off down the hall.

The woman looked fondly at the man lying on the floor, and offered up a grateful prayer that he was still alive, after all. She gently brushed the stray lock of hair off his forehead. His eyes fluttered.

He looked up at her, confusion in his eyes. “Wha’ hap’n’?” he slurred, not quite fully conscious.

“Shhhh,” she whispered, laying her fingertips on his mouth. “The nurse went for the doctor. They’ll be back soon.” She was startled to realize he was kissing her fingertips, and moved her hand.

Short Story written for a challenge.

Short Story written for a challenge.

“Must use the words: fleece, coffee, medication, blue, wrap, plunge”


“Have you taken your medication yet?” the nurse asked, as she gently rearranged the fleece wrap on the elderly woman’s wheelchair. The woman nodded at the nurse and patted her blue hair as she checked her reflection in the mirror over the small vanity. Today she was going to do it – she was going to take the plunge.

The nurse continued, “Are you ready, then?” The woman nodded, and the nurse wheeled her to the dayroom, to her first date in years. She was meeting him for coffee and conversation. She was as excited as a teenager, so excited she could hardly sit still.

As they turned the corner into the spacious dayroom, she felt her heart begin to speed up as she caught sight of him waiting for her. He stood as the nurse wheeled her up to the table, welcoming her with a warm smile.

–by me, today

I’m tired!

I’m tired!

We got up at 3:30am today, to drive a little over 3 hours to Walnut, MS, to take my sister-in-law and her children to meet their daddy (who lives 9-10 hours away from us) and to pick up our other nephew who is spending a couple weeks with my inlaws. My dh is taking a nap… I’ll probably go to bed early tonight.

My garden is doing pretty well – I have three tomatoes ripening and plenty of green ones… some beans beginning… some nasturtiums blooming… the marigolds are thriving… three green peppers in process… two teeny cantaloupes starting… some nice leaf lettuce getting big enough to eat… and way too many carrots! LOL! Hopefully they’ll grow nice and big and not end up too small due to being crowded.

One of my four tomato plants is wilting, though… not SURE why but I think it has to do with the teeny round white things stuck to the stem the other day. I suspect they were eggs of some kind. I buried them, and the next day washed ’em off … they’re gone… but the plant is still wilty. The tomatoes on it seem to be growing fine, though.

That’s all for now.

Today was a full day!

Today was a full day!

We went to a Scottish Festival in Madison today. That was a lot of fun! They had all kinds of neat stuff to see and do. Our friends Tom & Mara were there (Mara had a Discovery Toys booth) with their two boys, and Tom’s parents were involved in the Scottish Dancing.

After we left there, I got to see my friend Janne & her family in their new (temporary) home for a few minutes.

At 5pm was my church’s Mother-Daughter Banquet. The speaker was Linda Hicks (from Chattanooga) and it was a wonderful time of fellowship and learning.

Since Robby had dropped Rachel & me off at the church, someone had to pick us up. I was delighted to find that Tom & Mara & kids had decided to come to our house when they left the Festival! 😀 Mara picked us up and we went by Wal*Mart for stuff for dinner, then home for some food & fellowship. I thank God often for bringing them into my life!

And now that they are safely home, it’s bedtime. Good night!

I added a link —>

I added a link —>

Wanted to call your attention to the new link at right – my brother’s blog. He starts off (at the bottom of the page for those of you who are new to blogging) with some basic history of our family.

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Got a new cell phone today. The other one was a certain type of network only, that isn’t available everywhere yet. This one covers all kinds of networks, and thus has signal pretty much everywhere. The number is still the same. Email me if you want it. If I gave it to you before and said the last two numbers were 75, I was wrong – they’re 57. Fix that in your phone book before you call some guy (who has that other number) ((blush)).

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The kids will be home tomorrow. It’s been a pretty short week. I miss ’em. Nate misses ’em. It’ll be nice to have ’em home. It’s been quiet here with them gone. Too quiet.

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Speaking of which… I’d better get some basic chores done in the morning!

My foot hurts.

My foot hurts.

My right foot hurts when I walk on it, and when I move it wrong. It’s in the same place that I had a fracture when I was much younger. I don’t know if it’s a flare-up of that, or if I’ve done something else to it. It’s been this way for about a week now. :sigh:

I’m Catch-22 by Joseph Heller

I’m Catch-22 by Joseph Heller


You’re Catch-22!

by Joseph Heller

Incredibly witty and funny, you have a taste for irony in all that you see. It seems that life has put you in perpetually untenable situations, and your sense of humor is all that gets you through them. These experiences have also made you an ardent pacifist, though you present your message with tongue sewn into cheek. You could coin a phrase that replaces the word "paradox" for millions of people.


Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.


I think I need a trip to the library. I need to read this book, since it’s now ‘tagged’ to me 🙂

I’m Ireland!

I’m Ireland!

You’re Ireland!

Mystical and rain-soaked, you remain mysterious to many people, and this makes you intriguing.  You also like a good night at the pub, though many are just as worried that you will blow up the pub as drink your beverage of choice.  You’re good with words, remarkably lucky, and know and enjoy at least fifteen ways of eating a potato.  You really don’t like snakes.
<font size="2" face="Times New
Roman”>Take the Country Quiz at the Blue Pyramid


Kind of appropriate, considering I grew up an O’Shaughnessy!

Good night, my lullaby is playing…

Good night, my lullaby is playing…

Nothing helps me sleep quite like my husband’s snoring. Seriously. When he is snoring, I can get to sleep more easily and I sleep better. He has a touch of sleep apnea, and when he ISN’T snoring, it’s potentially a problem. When I go to bed before he does, it takes me forever to get to sleep.

Anyway, I’m tired, and he’s snoring, so I’m gone. G’night.