woke up
ate some dry cereal
took pills
took shower
fed dogs
gave dogs meds
took dogs potty
put the girl’s into their crates
leashed gunther
said the prayer
went with mother davis to the rosemary cafe for breakfast
mother davis had a pepsi and everybody’s eggs with cheddar…and rosemary potatoes, with sourdough toast
sarah had a scramble with swiss, spinach, pesto, and onion…potatoes…and sourdough toast
i had a scramble with bacon, swiss, spinach, onions, and green chiles…potatoes…and a bagel with cream cheese and jelly
bought 3 peanut butter cookies, a day old lemon cookies, and a cinnamon strudel muffin
went to steve’s garage sale
went to cost plus
bought tortilla chips and salsa
went to michael’s
bought canvas boards, tempera paint, paint brushes, medium matte gel, artist trading cards
came home
played frisbee with dieter
talked to melissa
talked to mom
blogged
Archive for July, 2010
why on earth i worry about what people think about me.
this is to all the fat bellied, shirtless neighbors…
neighbor, neighbor…across the street
neighbor, neighbor…bare chest and dirty feet
you come and go…go and come
move the white van…and re-park it
move the red truck…and back it in
neighbor, neighbor…up all night
neighbor, neighbor…in the rv…with a flashlight
you talk loud and argue…argue and talk loud
move the periwinkle car…and tear up our grass
move the camper…and almost take out our fence
i saw the forces of good and evil clash in all out warfare. angels with swords avenging the deaths of the righteous…slaying demons to the right…and to the left.
i don’t know if i was dreaming or not, but when i was little…right before my sister was born…when i was between 6 and 7…i used to have really bad “dreams”…and my mother would have to come into the bedroom with me to try to get me to calm down. all i know…is that i told her exactly what i saw and heard and felt…and it just freaked her out…she forever changed how she felt about me…and we never could or have gotten past it…apparently i scared her really badly…and still to this day…she will not talk about it or tell me what it was that i said.
anyway…like i said before…i don’t know if it was dreams or stress…or some other force at work…but i didn’t sleep the whole time my mother was pregnant with my sister…i was too terrified to close my eyes.
i would “wake” up and see an old man sitting in the corner of my room. he was in sack cloth and covered with ash..he had a long flowing beard. he said that he was in mourning for what was to come.
at that point…the man would begin to reveal things…events to me. there were fires, floods, earthquakes, volcanoes, pestilence…all out plagues…destruction of every living thing…man and beast.
i saw the forces of good and evil clash in all out warfare. angels with swords avenging the deaths of the righteous…slaying demons to the right…and to the left.
the man told me that he was showing me these things for a reason…so that i might spread the word, and be ready to defend my faith…and that i might protect the faithful left alive on earth.
the man was a prophet…perhaps elijah. he told me that i was supposed to be a modern day messenger of God…and that was why i had been shown the prophetic acts of the end of days. i was chosen by God…
needless to say…when i told my mother that there was an old man in the corner of my room that not only talked to me…but, also showed me events to come in the future…that forever tainted me in her eyes…things were never the same for us ever again.
today…i plan to —>
take a nap
work on the computer
continue doing laundry
bag up trash and take it out
gather up recycling and take it out
play frisbee with dieter
keep an eye on gunther
write online
make plans with sarah: for cleaning, for going out of town
i have woken up several times with lillian (my mac book) balancing precariously on my lap
i gave myself my friday rebif injection
i took my morning pills
i made myself some little breakfast sandwiches with morning star farms sausage patties and colby jack cheese
i switched the girls out
i took everyone potty
i am still monitoring gunther’s bad stomach
bacon, cheddar cheese, burger, with onions, is my very favorite comfort food.
my favorite comfort food is pizza. more specifically… domino’s bacon, cheddar cheese, burger, with onions. i can eat a whole pizza in one sitting. if i could…i would eat it every day. why? because it is the perfect blend of salty, spicy, chewy, gooey, and just all around tasty! i like it hot or cold. sarah told me that my constant desire to have pizza has “ruined” it for her…i feel bad…but pizza is just my very favorite comfort food!
tomorrow is here…but now…it’s today.
going to stay up late tonight
going to sleep late tomorrow
going to work on the computer
going to do more laundry
going to bag up the trash and recycling
going to play frisbee with dieter
going to keep my eye on gunther…and pray that he is all better and feels good again
going to look for my matte medium gel
going to start making collages
got up early
went to see dr. lin
mcdonald’s: sarah had 2 biscuits with egg and cheese, i had 2 sausage mcmuffins with folded eggs
pic-n-save: got some snacks, a tub for the xmas tree, toothpaste, and a bra (that doesn’t fit)
went home
gunther had a bad stomach all afternoon and night
made hot pockets for dinner…meatball and mozzarella
made popcorn
worked on computer
watched tv
beware…listener is prone to roll eyes.
there are many things that are pretty much guaranteed to make my eyes roll. my parents talking about “rock music” and satan worship. my dad talking about putting my animals down with a bullet that has his/her name on it. listening to the president’s empty promises. hearing my nephew lie…and tell bigger and bigger stories…like he thinks i am so stupid…
