strange dreams and stream of consciousness
Things are going pretty well. 
lilarien's visit proceeds wonderfully, and I haven't been angsting about the cleaning I should be doing - yet. I'm apparently taking the long weekend as permission to be lazy and read-y. Five books in 3 days. YAY! Two were re-reads, three were the Avarayan Rising trilogy by Judith Tarr which I enjoyed very much and highly recommend. *purrs*
Strange dream this morning. Involved my mom and I finding a very small (fit-in-the-palm-of-my-hand) white dog being harrassed by a stray Russian Grey cat. We adopted the cat, hey its my dream, and took the dog to the vet to be checked out. Except this was a "mascot" vet who worked in some sports arena. It was really fun watching the little dog be MRI'd in the tube that had been designed for horses. He - the dog - was fine and he, the vet, became convinced that the dog's once and future owner was somewhere in the stadium, eating hotdogs and watching whatever sport was happening. So we let the dog loose on a very long leash (go, my little one, be free! Free! But not too free!) and sure enough he found his owner. A small lady with big hair who was so pleased that she rewarded me and mom with 2 million dollars. We were so pleased that we named our new cat after her. Lilian. (which was the name of my childhood cabbage patch doll.)
So now, I go off for tea with my friend, and we chat and be friends. Later on I may go fabric geeking with
brooksmoses and lilarien to get fabric for our new quilt, or we may wait and do that another day. Perhaps after Brooks and I actually pick a pattern. Yeah. That might be useful.
Which reminds me that I've promised several people that I would post pictures of the finished quilt and cross stitch. Ack! Must go to tea! Ack! Will do when I get back! Bye.
suzi
lilarien's visit proceeds wonderfully, and I haven't been angsting about the cleaning I should be doing - yet. I'm apparently taking the long weekend as permission to be lazy and read-y. Five books in 3 days. YAY! Two were re-reads, three were the Avarayan Rising trilogy by Judith Tarr which I enjoyed very much and highly recommend. *purrs*Strange dream this morning. Involved my mom and I finding a very small (fit-in-the-palm-of-my-hand) white dog being harrassed by a stray Russian Grey cat. We adopted the cat, hey its my dream, and took the dog to the vet to be checked out. Except this was a "mascot" vet who worked in some sports arena. It was really fun watching the little dog be MRI'd in the tube that had been designed for horses. He - the dog - was fine and he, the vet, became convinced that the dog's once and future owner was somewhere in the stadium, eating hotdogs and watching whatever sport was happening. So we let the dog loose on a very long leash (go, my little one, be free! Free! But not too free!) and sure enough he found his owner. A small lady with big hair who was so pleased that she rewarded me and mom with 2 million dollars. We were so pleased that we named our new cat after her. Lilian. (which was the name of my childhood cabbage patch doll.)
So now, I go off for tea with my friend, and we chat and be friends. Later on I may go fabric geeking with
brooksmoses and lilarien to get fabric for our new quilt, or we may wait and do that another day. Perhaps after Brooks and I actually pick a pattern. Yeah. That might be useful.Which reminds me that I've promised several people that I would post pictures of the finished quilt and cross stitch. Ack! Must go to tea! Ack! Will do when I get back! Bye.
suzi