Just once, I'd like to have that dream where you end up at school naked, taking the test you didn't study for. How calming.
Laurel, sleeping the peaceful sleep of those who have normal dreams.
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I really need a dream interpretation book or something. I have never, ever had one of those dreams where you are just doing something normal, like going to work, or gardening. Pretty much every dream I have is a whopper, which makes for some pretty sucky sleeping. And also-what the hell is wrong with me? Once, I dreamt that I was fist-fighting a kangaroo on the Mass Ave Bridge. Can't recall who won. Another dream involved a musical number while in line at KFC-"How 'bout a biscuit. Why don't ya risk it?" My dreams can even rhyme! But, the icing on the cake, the dream that has haunted me since I was 3 years old, involves that tall, mean faced sorcerer from Mickey and The Sorcerer walking slowly around my house, again and again and again, plotting...waiting...who knows? I shudder to remember it. Just once, I'd like to have that dream where you end up at school naked, taking the test you didn't study for. How calming. Laurel, sleeping the peaceful sleep of those who have normal dreams.
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One has to wonder, at what point in our lives did we stop being so aspirational? Every time my kids do anything, they get super delusional and decide they are going to be a famous whatever. Painting? I'll be a famous artist when I grow up. Dancing and singing time? Definitely time to start planning for fame and fortune. And please, it's not enough to know all the USA Olympic gymnasts by name. Now we need to sign up for gymnastics ASAP so we can be Olympians because of course, we can be. Nevermind that you HATED gymnastics and practically caused your head to explode from the tantrums you waged in protest. So what happened? Can we somehow get this back? For example, next time I pour myself a drink, I will dream to be the BEST wine drinker there is! And someday, I hope to be the absolute best at patio sitting. See, it's not too late. We should all dare to dream. Family enjoying the "landscaped" yard. Worked our butts off to make it not look like those weedy places gay guys go to hook up. Who'se effin idea was it to have it so that if you own a house, you have to make sure the space around it looks nice? Honestly, I spend a significant amount of time making sure the inside of my house isn't a hot mess. Now I have to GO OUTSIDE AND DO THE SAME THING???? When we moved into our current house, the previous owner had landscaped the shit out of this place. It looked amazing. But I gotta tell ya. I took one look around on move-in day and I thought-this has all got to go. I grew up with cement as my backyard. I have NO IDEA what any of that stuff is out there. Weed, plant, looks the same to me. Left it alone for year one, and it looked pretty good. But year two, and my yard looked like the side of the highway WITHOUT a sponsor. So, I ripped pretty much all of it out. Yup, I did. Bad form, true, but so much easier than reading about how to take care of it. And then, actually taking care of it. Thankfully, both my husband and my mother-in-law have some knowledge about what goes where and when. Also, I grew herbs. Once. So it's not a complete disaster. But I resent the fact that if we don't keep it neat and tidy, we'll become THOSE neighbors. |
Who is this person and why should I care?You probably shouldn't. You spend too much time on the internet anyway. Stop reading and go outside! But, this is the section where you have to say something about who you are...My name is Jhana (pronounced like the "J" in Bonjour, so everyone who knows me and calls me Jaaaahna, now you know). I live in the 'burbs of Boston with my husband and 2 kids, so yeah, with my 3 kids. I have a lot of things spinning around in my mind so instead of talking to myself in the mirror while I brush my teeth, I thought I would do what every other person does who thinks what they gave to say is AWESOME and for whom Facebook just wasn't enough. That's right-I said "whom." Archives
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