Luna Tail

I guess Vampires is a good subject for Halloween. I just watched my recorded shows of Moonlight. My sister turned me on to the show, and I am enjoying it. What is that darn book that was about the vampire and the woman, and wasn’t he a PI or a detective or something? I’ll have to look it up.

I am fascinated by vampires and I love vampire stories. Of course I like the vampires that no longer kill humans to survive. But having the ability to do so, the desire, the history of doing so, is fascinating. There is something sensual and erotic about being involved intimately with a male vampire. Not sure if it goes the other way… men like women vampires. But male vampires have a power and an evil-yet-good core that is very alluring.

Robin McKinley has a great vampire book, I wish it was on CD and I’d listen to it. Haven’t been reading much but I listen to a lot of books on CD now. It’s called Sunshine. I loved it and should probably buy it sometime.

There is something fascinating about feeding a vampire, being intimately involved with a vampire on both the sexual and feeding level. Not sure what it is, but it does perk my interest. I’d love to meet, and be able to trust, a powerful, and good, vampire.

Edit: here we go, Tanya Huff, The Blood Books. I have to see if they are on CD.

Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever had pain pills that made this much of a difference. And these aren’t even pain pills, per se. Instead they are Ibuprofen 800s. But they have worn off, and I’m sitting here with my foot up and it’s just throbbing.

I took a pill a few minutes ago and as soon as it kicks in I expect to feel much better. There is a thing about pain, though. It can be good, because it makes you rest when you should. When the pill was active I was thinking how much better I felt and how maybe I could go to obedience tomorrow… but now I realize that no, I can’t, I need to rest it still for a while.

I think I have a lot of recurring dreams. So from now on I’m going to add a new category, or check an existing category, for dreams that I have if I think they fall into a category.

I dream about our house a lot, and selling the house and moving. So there is a house category now. And the road dream I just posted about, there is a road category.

This way I can track my recurring dreams and see what the deal is.

Do you have recurring dreams?

I was just replying to a comment on Luna Tail and this dream memory came to me. I have had it more than once, I’m sure.

It’s about a road, a freeway, leading out of Utah and, I think, to Nevada. West, anyway. It’s a high speed freeway like a spaghetti bowl, and yet there is a twist. One of the roads has a loop like a roller coaster that takes you, and your car, completely upside down. What are those called? A 360 degree loop? I went on it once, in my dream, and made it around without falling off the road, but it scared the crap out of me. And in subsequent dreams I remember going a different route so as to avoid that stretch of freeway.

Ugh!

I want more yarn. I want to knit some things for Christmas presents, one in particular. And I know of a place that sells nice, inexpensive yarn… Knit Picks! Oh man, I can go crazy at that site. I love the look of their new needles, and they have a really nice free download of some felted slipper socks that look like a lot of fun to do.

But if I buy something there, I may just buy too much. And I have been spending too much money lately on dog things, and I really have to stop. I have a ball of yarn at home for socks, and I can just make those.

So tell me no, don’t buy any yarn!

I’m home again yay!
The night before last I dreamed that we were on a planet, me and some other people… well, it could have been Earth not sure. And it was covered by a very thick material. And someone was saying how fascinating it was, as we were walking on this material, that it was all one pieces and wrapped around the entire Earth. Hrm.

Then when we needed to get off the planet there were these tree like objects, and we hung on and they blasted us off to the spaceship above. It was a wild ride!

Earlier in the night I dreamed I was with my sister in some lobby.. doctor or dentist or something like that. And there was a door that was so mis marked it was weird. It said 1st floor, but it really was the 2nd floor. And it had directions that were wrong… I don’t remember so much now, but it was an odd one!

I am still in pain, though it’s not nearly as bad as it was yesterday. I’m afraid of pain, I’m afraid if I do too much on my ankle it will hurt again as bad as it did yesterday.

I’m at work today, not drinking much so that bathroom breaks are few and far between. Crutches suck, I am not good on them and man they hurt my arms! It’s like a workout! I met a coworker in the hallway and she said she lost 10 pounds when she was using crutches. Ugh. They look so ‘cool’ on TV, they suck in real life. So does being hurt. Especially with too many foster dogs, though it looks like one might go to a foster home and another to a forever home, within the next couple of weeks. Cross your fingers!

I am so out of money, can’t even buy any more dog supplies. I spent way too much on my trip. I almost drained my kitchen fund. From now on to whenever, I’m going to be spending no money and put my extra back into the kitchen fund. Ugh.

Why is it that being in pain makes it so hard to concentrate on other things. Actually, I’m sitting here catching up on TV shows from the last week, which helps, but still my ankle hurts like a bugger. It’s elevated, and iced, and I have Ibuprofen 800s in me. I went to the doctor. Got crutches and a gel cast and told it’s not broken. But still it is throbbing and I’m having a hard time doing anything but sitting here watching TV and hurting.

I hate pain. I would be miserable if I ever had to give birth, which I hope will not happen. It’s the outside of my ankle. And the doc said sprains can hurt worse than breaks, and take longer to heal, too. Joy. I guess I’ll be out of it for a while.

My ankle hurts so bad today. I can’t put weight on it. I’ve been hobbling around on my old cane. But I could really use a pair of crutches.

I drove home last night and got home about 9pm. I’m dead tired and so are the boys. Without using advertising pens I was able to take notes of the weekend and get some phone numbers. I want to get a coat for Tatum. I bought a really nice one for Chase.

I can’t think today, my brain is not really working. I’m sitting here on the couch watching my recorded TV shows. I think it’s about all I can manage today. My husband went to work, I’ll need him to get me the ice pack for my ankle. I’m going to the doc on Wed, they couldn’t see me today. Man, this hurts really bad. Even when I’m not moving it, not even putting weight on it. It’s just up on the foot stool and it still hurts like something awful.

I’m now in Pahrump, Nevada. Last night I dreamed that my husband and I sold our house and moved out. And I kept thinking that was the worst decision we had ever made. I have had this dream before, haven’t I? Why am I always dreaming about selling the house and what a big mistake it is?

Weird. I should look that up. I missed our house and wanted to buy it back.