I've just been laying low lately, trying to shake off whatever nasty germs got me down over the weekend. My energy level is getting better day by day, but I still have some congestion issues.
I've been passing the time by watching movies, catching up on emails, and chit-chatting on the phone. Nothing over the top or out of the ordinary.
That's the scoop from here... no new dreams to report, that night full of dreams must have been a fluke. I guess you'll have that.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Which dream was craziest?
1.
Going out in my backyard to check on my pear tree. Noticing there was way too much fruit for any of it to get enough nutrients to grow big, I decided to shake the branches to remove some of the fruit. Upon doing so, I noticed the pears at the bottom were much smaller than the ones at the top. I grabbed a branch from the top, but it sprung away and two pears went a flyin'. To my surprise when I went to pick them up, they were the size of watermelons with a small dent from where they hit the ground. While walking past the garage to take them inside, Cubby, my childhood dog ran by.
2.
Tom and I watching an unnamed black and white classic movie in an old-time movie theater. Sitting just beyond one of the pillars, our seats get whisked upwards. I blink once and we are now the passengers in a small two-tone, blue and white, 2-passenger plane. Almost instantly, the plane is out of control and we're ejected from the plane. We fly in a huge arch to the right, while the plane heads to the left. We're floating in the water with our life jackets on, and start swimming towards a road in the distance that comes out of the water. We pass a orange construction sign in the water and I remember I have my cell phone with me, so I call 911.
I
explain that we have landed in the water and need assistance making it back from land. As I'm speaking to the 911 operator, I notice a scuba diver. I'm ecstatic that help is already there, but the operator asks if the diver is wearing all black. Yes, he is. I am then told that the diver is only there to vacuum up garbage from the bottom of the river and has no skills to help us. Next thing I know, Tom and I are safe on land, dressed to the nines, and have become part of the unnamed black and movie that is being filmed in Peoria. We look back and see the blue and white plane sinking in the water where the road comes out of the water.
3.
I'm at my parents' house taking care of the house while they are on vacation. Late one evening I get a call on my cell phone from an unknown phone number. I'm just chit-chatting with the person on the other end before she let's me know that her name is Ellen DeGeneres. She said she wanted to get to know me better before...... and then click!, the call is lost! My cell phone no longer works correctly and I can't get to the incoming call screen to get the number to return the call from the home phone.
I'm freaking out, do I have a chance to get on the Ellen show? I feel like I'm against the clock and have to get my cell phone number up and ringing for when the show calls back. I go to the Verizon store for assistance, but I can't get them to simply switch my phone number over to a new phone. No matter what I try, they won't work with me and won't even show me how to access my voicemail by dialing from another phone.
I'm beyond flustered and return home to call the Verizon helpline from the home phone. A representative tells me I can log into my cell phone email account to get any messages. I finally get logged in and see a message from Jim about the summer softball team, and how he has found a sponsor.
Last night was a fun evening of dreams. I had a couple others, but they weren't nearly as interesting or detailed. One about shopping in a clothing store with whacked-out outfits, and another about mixing up days to go visit family. I wonder if this is all because of the new medicine I'm taking... hmmm... I guess I'll find out tonight. This Wal-Zyr-D might be some medicine!
Going out in my backyard to check on my pear tree. Noticing there was way too much fruit for any of it to get enough nutrients to grow big, I decided to shake the branches to remove some of the fruit. Upon doing so, I noticed the pears at the bottom were much smaller than the ones at the top. I grabbed a branch from the top, but it sprung away and two pears went a flyin'. To my surprise when I went to pick them up, they were the size of watermelons with a small dent from where they hit the ground. While walking past the garage to take them inside, Cubby, my childhood dog ran by.2.
Tom and I watching an unnamed black and white classic movie in an old-time movie theater. Sitting just beyond one of the pillars, our seats get whisked upwards. I blink once and we are now the passengers in a small two-tone, blue and white, 2-passenger plane. Almost instantly, the plane is out of control and we're ejected from the plane. We fly in a huge arch to the right, while the plane heads to the left. We're floating in the water with our life jackets on, and start swimming towards a road in the distance that comes out of the water. We pass a orange construction sign in the water and I remember I have my cell phone with me, so I call 911.I
explain that we have landed in the water and need assistance making it back from land. As I'm speaking to the 911 operator, I notice a scuba diver. I'm ecstatic that help is already there, but the operator asks if the diver is wearing all black. Yes, he is. I am then told that the diver is only there to vacuum up garbage from the bottom of the river and has no skills to help us. Next thing I know, Tom and I are safe on land, dressed to the nines, and have become part of the unnamed black and movie that is being filmed in Peoria. We look back and see the blue and white plane sinking in the water where the road comes out of the water.3.
I'm at my parents' house taking care of the house while they are on vacation. Late one evening I get a call on my cell phone from an unknown phone number. I'm just chit-chatting with the person on the other end before she let's me know that her name is Ellen DeGeneres. She said she wanted to get to know me better before...... and then click!, the call is lost! My cell phone no longer works correctly and I can't get to the incoming call screen to get the number to return the call from the home phone.I'm freaking out, do I have a chance to get on the Ellen show? I feel like I'm against the clock and have to get my cell phone number up and ringing for when the show calls back. I go to the Verizon store for assistance, but I can't get them to simply switch my phone number over to a new phone. No matter what I try, they won't work with me and won't even show me how to access my voicemail by dialing from another phone.
I'm beyond flustered and return home to call the Verizon helpline from the home phone. A representative tells me I can log into my cell phone email account to get any messages. I finally get logged in and see a message from Jim about the summer softball team, and how he has found a sponsor.
Last night was a fun evening of dreams. I had a couple others, but they weren't nearly as interesting or detailed. One about shopping in a clothing store with whacked-out outfits, and another about mixing up days to go visit family. I wonder if this is all because of the new medicine I'm taking... hmmm... I guess I'll find out tonight. This Wal-Zyr-D might be some medicine!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Hark... who goes there?
What happens at girls' night usually stays at girls' night, but I had to share our colorful evening of painting masks. Bet you can't guess who is behind the butterfly and flower?
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Cotton Balls
The weather is really starting to mess with my heads. I bit of a soar throat and the feeling that cotton balls are stuck in my ears again. I went to Walgreens and got the "Wal" version of the medicine I was taking at the beginning of the year. Probably not quite as potent as the prescription I was on, so maybe I won't have to drink 5 glasses of water during a meal.
I guess this is a photo of what a cotton ball might look like if it came upon the same nuclear waste that created the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
I guess this is a photo of what a cotton ball might look like if it came upon the same nuclear waste that created the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Monday, February 16, 2009
The Ficus Adventure
What does one do when they find out they're going to lose another co-worker, and then gets denied when trying to donate platelets? Well, I would suggest crashing the Iadipaolo's house. You can collect more hugs their than just about any household I know. If you're really lucky, then you get to go on a ficus adventure with Sandra. Note: the plural of ficus is ficus or ficuses... not fici.
So, tomorrow I have to reschedule my donation appointment. Besides eating a can of spinach like Popeye, I followed all the instructions to a tee. My iron count was 11.4 and I had to be at least 12.5. I was talking to the "lab-lady" about why this might be and she mentioned several things that can impact your iron count, stress being the first one she listed. Hmmm... I think I got a little of that to go around right now.
So, tomorrow I have to reschedule my donation appointment. Besides eating a can of spinach like Popeye, I followed all the instructions to a tee. My iron count was 11.4 and I had to be at least 12.5. I was talking to the "lab-lady" about why this might be and she mentioned several things that can impact your iron count, stress being the first one she listed. Hmmm... I think I got a little of that to go around right now.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Long Weekends are Good
Of course, I'm sure most of you are well aware of that fact. Friday was a fun day. I did a bit of shopping around town and then hijacked Grandpa for lunch at the Cobbler Corner in Pekin. I assisted Grandpa with his most recent puzzle and then finished up my taxes before Tom and Laura joined us all for dinner. It was a fun evening, followed up with Mom in the middle of a hug sandwich, and me getting to drive home in a snowglobe. I wish the photo translated better.
On Saturday, I learned you can mail just about anything from the self-serve kiosks at the post office. With help from the roving postal employee, I was able to get my taxes sent with a return receipt... now I just have to figure out what I did with the receipt that has the tracking numbers...hmmmm. The rest of my Saturday was filled with going to Lakeview with Matt and then playing the game Bananagram (fun game for the Scrabble-minded). If you haven't been to the planitarium in awhile, they have some great shows, but they're not for people with motion sickness.
Today I've been working on getting things done around the house... surprise, surprise. I was pleased to wake up this morning and see that Jinkies hadn't distrubed the pretty flowers Matt brought me. I guess Velma was always the culprit.
I'll keep everyone posted as to how my platelette donation goes tomorrow evening. Some people have thought that I get paid for doing it, but that's not the case. I was told I have an abundance of platelettes, so why not share.
On Saturday, I learned you can mail just about anything from the self-serve kiosks at the post office. With help from the roving postal employee, I was able to get my taxes sent with a return receipt... now I just have to figure out what I did with the receipt that has the tracking numbers...hmmmm. The rest of my Saturday was filled with going to Lakeview with Matt and then playing the game Bananagram (fun game for the Scrabble-minded). If you haven't been to the planitarium in awhile, they have some great shows, but they're not for people with motion sickness.
Today I've been working on getting things done around the house... surprise, surprise. I was pleased to wake up this morning and see that Jinkies hadn't distrubed the pretty flowers Matt brought me. I guess Velma was always the culprit.
I'll keep everyone posted as to how my platelette donation goes tomorrow evening. Some people have thought that I get paid for doing it, but that's not the case. I was told I have an abundance of platelettes, so why not share.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Cutting Back
I think it's time I start cutting back on my Internet shopping. The UPS driver that comes to my office is starting to give weird looks. The NutsOnline box really threw him for a loop today.
Everything has been pretty laid back in my world lately. Had dinner and movie with Matt over the weekend. Took in the SuperBowl with Mom, Dad, and Grandpa. Tried to get a few things done around the house Monday night. Got a haircut last night, and then partied with the Iadipaolo's at the Pizza Ranch tonight. Tomorrow, Grandpa is going to stop by work and we'll go out to lunch... yeah! Then in the evening, I think I'll try to head over to Dunlap for the Mr. Eagle pagent that Tom and Sandra are hosting. Beyond that, I know I have a 3-year-old's birthday party to attend over the weekend. Oh, and I still have to figure out what date I want to set for my platelet apheresis.
The other day I was quite jealous of a postal driver. The postal truck they were driving had it's wheels rolling through the snow on the sidewalk alogn Knoxville. I've been dieing to do that in a neighborhood, but am afraid of getting caught for wreckless driver. Maybe I just need to hijack a postal truck, so I can get away with it?
Everything has been pretty laid back in my world lately. Had dinner and movie with Matt over the weekend. Took in the SuperBowl with Mom, Dad, and Grandpa. Tried to get a few things done around the house Monday night. Got a haircut last night, and then partied with the Iadipaolo's at the Pizza Ranch tonight. Tomorrow, Grandpa is going to stop by work and we'll go out to lunch... yeah! Then in the evening, I think I'll try to head over to Dunlap for the Mr. Eagle pagent that Tom and Sandra are hosting. Beyond that, I know I have a 3-year-old's birthday party to attend over the weekend. Oh, and I still have to figure out what date I want to set for my platelet apheresis.
The other day I was quite jealous of a postal driver. The postal truck they were driving had it's wheels rolling through the snow on the sidewalk alogn Knoxville. I've been dieing to do that in a neighborhood, but am afraid of getting caught for wreckless driver. Maybe I just need to hijack a postal truck, so I can get away with it?
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