The Adventures of Being Me

I am indeed the master of weird dreams. Last night I had the most strangest dream ever and now have a splitting headache this morning. Perhaps if I write them down, my brain will stop thinking about it. Now, my weirdest dream ever: I arrive at a house in the country decorated for Christmas with children and luggage, Princess Diana's boys just after their mother died are here to briefly visit America (I know this is a dream cause I never met British royalty). The house electricity is out. We quickly toss out the food in the freezer onto the back yard deck to keep it from spoiling. We put away our luggage and set the princes up in the guest room. My husband (never been married so this is definitely a wacky dream) carries the princes' bags because they are too heavy for me to lift. Have a very tall and handsome husband so I'm liking this dream. Since the electricity is out overnight, we all sleep in the basement where there is a wood burning stove. So we have a indoor campi...

My First Demon Encounter: Once upon time when I was 6 or 7. A kid living next door to a friend of mine moved away and a new family moved in. This family was grandparents and a grandson from the big city. And they were black in an all-white small town (population 890) in the Midwest so they were bit of a novelty. Grandparents had told the adults they moved here to get away the big city gangs and violence. My sister saw the kid at school. Then the big city kid robbed the sole gas station in town and of course the teenager working the register knew him from school (not too bright of a plan). Everyone in town was shocked. They had been kind to the family since they came, kids invited the grandson to hang out with them, so how could this kid repay their kindness with this behavior. Sister said the kid complained at school how boring we were, it's fun to rob people and spray paint buildings (before the robbery he spray painted a business's wall). Then it happened. A black woman ...

RIP Pan. My baby boy growing bigger by the day has died. I don't think I had him a full year yet. He was a beautiful green fish and loved watching the ladies. Then he bloated so bad he could hardly swim. He survived a couple weeks and then was gone. Sang Amazing Grace and buried him in the catnip plant soil. Got another fish Cronus. He is white with red fins. So now I have Gaia the tiny blue female (she is growing but gotta give her some time), Artemis my red female who is almost as big as the males, Hades my red male who ignores Gaia but constantly watching Artemis, and new male Cronus. I catch Gaia flirting with the males (fish soap opera in my home). Hopefully Cronus will give her some attention, but doesn't really look at her. Got all my Halloween stuff out and celebrated Eowyn's 3rd birthday. Animals got a can of tuna and I ate the cake. Ferrets love frosting and had a helping. Job is going good and we have a new coworker. This one has lots of finance and auditing e...

Some people never believed in ghosts until they saw one. I never had that experience cause I've seen them my whole life. Let's just say I can relate to the kid in The Sixth Sense, though my ghosts knew they were dead and saw each other. My first ghost was my great-grandfather. He looked real with blue overalls and light blue shirt, gray hair, peach skin, everything. But I knew him from his pictures so I went up to him and said hello. I explained I knew who he was and how he was suppose to be in heaven. He replied with a smile how he was here to see me. I chatted with him until he decided it was time for him to go. After he disappeared, I continued playing with my ball as if nothing amazing just happened. Then it happened again on my swing set. A girl in 19th Century nightgown was walking across my yard (this time she looked like a transparent ghost instead of real). I said hello to her and she seemed surprised I saw her. She pushed me on my swing and man, her hands were cold...

Happy Birthday to my former best friends Tangela and Rick, and former coworkers Lisa and Glenda. Have a great day surrounded by friends and family.