This so far mostly sucky year is half over. Woop.
The Spousal Unit and I saw Cowboys and Aliens this afternoon, and we liked it. It totally had a graphic novel feel to it, and the name was truth in advertising. Cowboys fighting aliens - exactly what we were expecting. I don't know what the hell the critics were expecting, but it was what it was
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Aww, I would love to see a picture of you in a kilt. :) But, yeah, seems pretty straight-forward where that one came from. It's funny, usually my dreams aren't quite so obvious - most of the time I have no idea where they're coming from. But lately it's very cut and dried.
I haven't had many dreams about my mum but when they come she is so real and so vivid and then I wake up with a hole in my middle when I remember.
Yeah, in the dreams I recall it seems very real. The first one was, of course, that we managed to get her help and well after her stroke. That was purely a fantasy, of course, and resulting from my guilt even though I know logically there was nothing we could do. I talked to three doctors, one the top doc from Boston. Still, it's going to weigh on me for a long time.
I think of you a lot and wonder how you are doing - even if I am so bad at being around these days. *hugs*
I'm so happy to hear from you - I've been thinking about you too since you hadn't posted in a long time. Been missing all those lovely picture posts. :)
{{hugs}} to you too, hon.
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