I am sitting on the couch in the rec room right now.  Dmitri is curled up on my chest, purring loudly.  The laptop is in my lap, and I can hear Hope and Arwen chasing each other around the house.  Little A just went to bed.  It's 8:26 pm, so J may be calling on his break soon.  In the meantime, I'm browsing Facebook and Cracked.com.

 Didn't we go over this in the " your dreams, in great detail" entry?  Was I actually supposed to talk about sleeping dreams in that entry?  Because I could swear I covered my aspirations.  Lemme check.

Dictionary.com:

as·pi·ra·tion   
[as-puh-rey-shuhn] Show IPA
-noun
1.
strong desire, longing, or aim; ambition: intellectual aspirations.
2.
a goal or ( Read more... )

Something I miss ( Read more... )

Depends on my mood.  When I'm hurting and angry and upset, my favorite place is curled up in bed.  When I'm feeling loose and relaxed and tired, my favorite place is curled up in the corner of the couch with my husband, watching a film or reading a book.  When I'm full of energy and wanting to move, my favorite place is on my motorcycle or taking a ( Read more... )

I fear my son being horribly injured or dying.

I fear my husband being horribly injured or dying.

I fear my marriage ending.

I fear failure.

I fear being paralyzed.

I fear Sirius running away and getting hit by a car.

I fear the losses.

I've had so many firsts at this point, I can't decide which one to write about.  Ooooh, there's a first!  The time I couldn't decide what bit of my life to ramble on about forever.  And it happened right here!  Wow.  Amazing.

'k, I'm done.

You know that feeling you get sometimes when the entire world seems wrong?  When you look at your life with a sense of disorientation and wonder how you ended up in this time and place, in these relationships?  When it seems like you're in some weird parallel world, where everything looks right, but nothing is right.

Maybe you always pictured ( Read more... )

My family ( Read more... )

I keep wanting to write about one of my first moments riding, but I've already done that here.  So I'll link to it and write about another moment.

Yesterday I went to Wordstock with J.  Little A stayed with his aunt and uncle.  It was raining when we picked him up, and the sky was blurry and gray.  As I sat on the living room rug playing Duplo's ( Read more... )

 "This month," thus far, is only 9 days in.  Mostly I've worked.  Shopped some last weekend.  Got a new kitten (she followed J and Little A to school . . . one day . . .).  She's adorable and we named her Arwen ( Read more... )