MORAL DILEMMAS! You have... A Hammer..?
When your cat keeps climbing into your lap when you're trying to stand, races to the back door in front of you to block your path out, and tries to follow you down the street on your way to work yelling and caterwauling the whole way... You have to wonder if he knows something you don't..!
I was a little worried the short bus ride in if my bus was going to crash or something. XD
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Because tomecide wants me to record all my dreams, Here's one that doesn't actually feature death! SHOCKING!
In a stunningly obvious out-of-character setting, I lived near the beach with my husband and my six year old daughter. This fine morning, though having every intention of going to work, I'd decided to 'sleep in' a little and play hookie in order to take my daughter to the beach to play at the beach-side playground for the morning.
The setting reminded me of going to the beach with my family when I was a little girl and I think that had been the deciding motivator for the little excursion. Sitting upon a covered swing together and looking out at the quietly cresting waves, my daughter looked up at me and suggested in an unparticularly subtle way that I should tell her about the morning 'she was made.'
Taking this completely in my stride as a normal thing for her to be asking -- along with if she could not have weetbix for breakfast because it tasted like packaging, and why Daddy made her watch Star Wars so often when she didn't like it (THAT'S MY GIRL! XD) -- I turned to her and wistfully smiled in a very cliched nostalgic way.
"Well, it was a dreary little morning but we'd been busy all day with various separate projects in adjoining rooms. I was up to my neck in silks and having a thoroughly frustrating time trying to pin them onto a dummy when all I wanted to do was throw it all into a pile and swim in it. A crash and a minor explosion filled the house followed by gleeful laughter and your father came bursting in illuminated by what seemed to be sunlight but that was entirely impossible considering the torrential downpour." I paused to tuck her up closer to me, feel the cliche?
"So he came flying headlong into me, maniacal grin plastered across his face and he begged me to come see, trying to pull me along and calling my name, so much so as I suddenly felt like Charlie." She looked at me quizzically and so I attempted clarification "You know, COME TO CANDY MOUNTAIN CHARLIE!! We're on a BRIDGE CHARLIE!! CHAAARLLIIIE! With the Unicorns?" and a tiny six year old face looked up at her mother as if she expected some white coated men to form out of sand Terminator style at any moment. "Of course you don't, you're six and have both your kidneys." I sighed looking heavenward and continued.
"I relented finally and we entered a room full of bright gold light emanating from the thing he had been tinkering with and we were so happy that he'd finally finished his project that had been torturing him for over a year that we..." I looked down upon her expectant little face and completed the tale poorly: "Pressed our bodies together and 9 months later you were born the end."
Soberly she pulled away from my arms and cast a too-serious look at my face. "When I am not six, do you think you could tell me that story properly?"
And then I woke up and was convinced I'd actually slept in and shot out of bed in horror to find that it was only seven thirty. Telling that a dream of mine that doesn't feature brutal death instead features a) life b) terrifying web memes and c) me talking. ^_^;;;;;;;
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COME ONE COME ALL! To binka_boo's 26th birthday party @ my house on the 10th of February!
Its Mad Hatter's (at the moment XD), so come and while the night away with some very loud people and show off your millinery stylings in most appreciative company. :D
email me if ye don't have ma details or Jen's in order to RSVP if you want to come and don't know where I live. XD I guess starting @ 8pm?
I was a little worried the short bus ride in if my bus was going to crash or something. XD
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Because tomecide wants me to record all my dreams, Here's one that doesn't actually feature death! SHOCKING!
In a stunningly obvious out-of-character setting, I lived near the beach with my husband and my six year old daughter. This fine morning, though having every intention of going to work, I'd decided to 'sleep in' a little and play hookie in order to take my daughter to the beach to play at the beach-side playground for the morning.
The setting reminded me of going to the beach with my family when I was a little girl and I think that had been the deciding motivator for the little excursion. Sitting upon a covered swing together and looking out at the quietly cresting waves, my daughter looked up at me and suggested in an unparticularly subtle way that I should tell her about the morning 'she was made.'
Taking this completely in my stride as a normal thing for her to be asking -- along with if she could not have weetbix for breakfast because it tasted like packaging, and why Daddy made her watch Star Wars so often when she didn't like it (THAT'S MY GIRL! XD) -- I turned to her and wistfully smiled in a very cliched nostalgic way.
"Well, it was a dreary little morning but we'd been busy all day with various separate projects in adjoining rooms. I was up to my neck in silks and having a thoroughly frustrating time trying to pin them onto a dummy when all I wanted to do was throw it all into a pile and swim in it. A crash and a minor explosion filled the house followed by gleeful laughter and your father came bursting in illuminated by what seemed to be sunlight but that was entirely impossible considering the torrential downpour." I paused to tuck her up closer to me, feel the cliche?
"So he came flying headlong into me, maniacal grin plastered across his face and he begged me to come see, trying to pull me along and calling my name, so much so as I suddenly felt like Charlie." She looked at me quizzically and so I attempted clarification "You know, COME TO CANDY MOUNTAIN CHARLIE!! We're on a BRIDGE CHARLIE!! CHAAARLLIIIE! With the Unicorns?" and a tiny six year old face looked up at her mother as if she expected some white coated men to form out of sand Terminator style at any moment. "Of course you don't, you're six and have both your kidneys." I sighed looking heavenward and continued.
"I relented finally and we entered a room full of bright gold light emanating from the thing he had been tinkering with and we were so happy that he'd finally finished his project that had been torturing him for over a year that we..." I looked down upon her expectant little face and completed the tale poorly: "Pressed our bodies together and 9 months later you were born the end."
Soberly she pulled away from my arms and cast a too-serious look at my face. "When I am not six, do you think you could tell me that story properly?"
And then I woke up and was convinced I'd actually slept in and shot out of bed in horror to find that it was only seven thirty. Telling that a dream of mine that doesn't feature brutal death instead features a) life b) terrifying web memes and c) me talking. ^_^;;;;;;;
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COME ONE COME ALL! To binka_boo's 26th birthday party @ my house on the 10th of February!
Its Mad Hatter's (at the moment XD), so come and while the night away with some very loud people and show off your millinery stylings in most appreciative company. :D
email me if ye don't have ma details or Jen's in order to RSVP if you want to come and don't know where I live. XD I guess starting @ 8pm?