Monday, December 22, 2008

It's cold!

I am beyond excited. It even dipped all the way to 19! Look at that number, it may be old news to those of you up north, where a double digit means a warm spell, but to me this as close as I'm getting to a respectable winter.

Damn, I miss snow. I wouldn't even mind driving in it again, if I lived somewhere that just a light dusting causes everyone to lose their shit. On the radio they have to constantly remind people that just because they have 4 wheel drive and can go fast on the ice, that eventually they will have to stop.

I wish I was kidding.

I can't believe it's almost Christmas. I've even been prepared for it, somewhat, working in retail. We had to nearly wrestle on of the managers to keep from playing Christmas music before Thanksgiving. It's been a blur, I feel bad that I'm just not in the Christmas mood this year. Then again there are other circumstances that have caused this.

Last week a John Waters Christmas CD made its way into the player at work. It is certainly not anything we can play during open hours. A said that Tiny Tim singing Rudolph was the first time she'd smiled during a Christmas song all season.

Monday, December 15, 2008


Last night I had a very intense dream. Here is the strange part, I went to bed around 11 then woke up right as it was turning 1am. I thought you had to have 4 hours of sleep to complete a REM cycle.

It was in the house I grew up in, the one out in the middle of nowhere. I dream about this house more than any other place I've lived. We lived there from my birth until I entered the 6th grade.

The dream: I can hear something strange outside, something very not right. I spend a few good moments steeling myself up to crack the blinds and look out. That was always something that frightened and compelled me growing up and to this day. You don't want to look out a window where there's no one for miles and end up seeing something you really didn't want to.

I've crawled up on my parents bed and am much younger than I am now. There are large ships filling the sky. Round with turbines that I can see spinning. I don't know what to do, so I see my parents bed and my brother is already laying by my mom, and I reluctantly take up the space by my dad. I lay there wondering if this is such a good idea. Maybe the aliens know about our fear behaviors and know that we'll huddle, making abduction much simpler.

I'm always having spaceship dreams about that old house. One I just remembered was looking out the window that I saw my first real tornado from. Outside a sleek sliver spaceship zooms past. I'm enthralled and apparently I know the make and model of this particular ship and am very happy to see it.

I guess this is just what happens when you mix an early love of science fiction, astronomy and living where there's nothing but horizon for miles.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

My knees and beloved boots. Boots which have had a zipper malfunction and I'm working on ways to fix them.

I don't even know why they have zippers in the first place when they also lace up. Strange.

All this thought for a pair of boots that cost me $10.

Vertically inclined stocking socks are my new favorite thing. Super long and warm.

Happy knees!

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Good Grief!

The cold I caught the weekend of Halloween has come back to haunt me! It seems like all I can do cough and cough some more! At least the sore throat left around Wednesday, but the coughing! Oi.

This has lead me to do something I've never done before.

Take Nyquil. After all the stories of how it knocks you on your keister/makes you feel sick I had avoided it. Let me tell you, I'm a convert now. Even if it did have me sleep all day, I feel so much better. Now, if I'm able to get a decent night's sleep tonight after being pretty much passed out all day will be another story.