Dreams: Divorce, Snakes, and House Painting!

I decided to sit down and blog tonight. I asked my mother in law for a topic of conversation. Her answer? "Tell them about your snake", says Jane. I really rather not write a whole blog on my cute corn snake. But, her suggestion made me think of the subject of dreams. How this relates, you may ask? Jane was telling me about her dream from last night. She was in her car and got to the store and suddenly was awarded a baby snake in a cute box. She decided to bring it home - the red headed snake - but it got loose on the way home. She kept picking it up and putting it back in the box. When she got home, she forgot to take it out of the car. My father in law then took said car somewhere. She thought she should have removed the snake *since my father in law doesn't like snakes*. When FIL got back, she sent my husband out to get the baby snake. Suddenly, there were 3 snakes instead of one. And my husband chickened out of getting the snakes out. The next thing she remembers was that she went to the car and got in and... suddenly the baby snake was on the floor between the door and the seat and she picked it up (again) - by the tail this time -and she doesn't know what happened after that. I wonder why snakes were on her mind last night. Blitz the corn snake (my real life snake) is quite happy in his aquarium. And, although he was once pencil sized, he is now about 4 1/2 feet long and the size of a small hose. I wish I knew why it was her dream last night.

I had a quick dream last night about these people I didn't even know getting a divorce and I was their attorney. Was really odd. And quick. The people really were rude and it made me regret getting my law degree (in the dream). I hope I really don't run into these people in my real life lawyer life.

My right before waking dream last night was about painting the hallway in the basement. I have been actually thinking about doing this when my Father in Law goes away on his Boston trip later this week. I will check with Jane tonight to see if she is really ok with me doing this... but I think the dream was telling me that I really should move forward with getting one more area of the house painted. The door I refurbished (entryway door) really looks nice, if I do say so myself. So, I need a new challenge. Dream Kristin says the downstairs hallway is next. Who am I to disagree with Dream Kristin??

One last thing for today... Have you ever tried to give a cat a pill when a cat doesn't want one? Hope you never have to... but if you do, buy Greenies pill pockets. Katie cat seems to think that these are the best treats in the world. So, after a week of force feeding pills to the cat, she now runs willingly to get this pill twice daily. HOW SAD!

It has been awhile

I have been away from my computer for awhile. In just trying to rest and recoup., updating the blog hasn't been high on my list of things to do. I have to admit, playing and practicing Acoustic Guitar pretty much overwhelms all other "potential" tasks lately. I have needed the playing of music to calm myself down. It is really sad... I know. But, I really do enjoy playing with
"Rex" *my guitar* and keeping myself calm is the number one request of the week.

Have been enjoying myself predicting American Idol this year. They keep screaming about how this is the BEST GROUP ever!!! Ummm... not quite, AI! The entertainment value is high, though. Amanda O. has become one of my favorites. Not because she is the best singer... cos she isn't. It isn't because she is a rocker. I like her because she isn't a cookie cutter musician. She has a style all of her own. She is like a chain smoking, deep throated lounge singer who, by their very nature, captivates the audience with the uniqueness. That being said, I assume she isn't long for the program. She is a little too Janis Joplin like to get the majority vote. Although, I wish Danny "Queen of A Million Faces" N. would get kicked off already. I'm tired of the shtick. You can only throw so many effeminate gestures at a public before they get sick of looking and watching you. Danny is pushing it. Is like watching an effeminate Sanjaya. Although, I do miss his Sanjaya -ness. I never voted for him... but he kept things interesting.

For Christmas, my father in law asked me what I wanted. I said, to finish off my Helen Mirren collection, I wanted Caligula. If any of you know anything about this movie... it goes beyond borderline porno. It has 15 minutes of pretty hard core porn. Brought to you by the happy people at Penthouse Videos - the movie was hijacked by them after the original director quit due to lack of funding. I have been trying to find a time to watch it... but I want to watch without the whole house watching. I don't want to have to watch the movie with anyone. I especially want to have the right to fast forward anything I don't want to see or watch. This causes a problem because I am never alone. I figure I'll have to stay up some night after everyone goes to bed and watch.... kinda like getting up at Midnight and sneaking downstairs to see (only one time... only one time) the Thriller music video on MTV. SIGH!

Well.... Congrats to Ashli and Just Blast It All!

I am delighted for my cousin Ashli. She is a great person with a wonderful personality. Her blog has just announced she is pregnant with her third child. I am personally incredibly happy for her. And, I mean that with every ounce of my being. She deserves nothing but happiness.

With that said, I've been putting off posting anything about my being pregnant until I was sure I wasn't going to miscarry this one, too. Well... the Clements family was going to have two babies born probably weeks between each other. It wasn't meant to be, I guess. I officially miscarried last Tuesday evening/early Wednesday morning. The blood test was, in the words of the ER tech, "wonky" on Tuesday evening, so they redid it on Wednesday. It showed that the thyroid level spiked and the HcG levels plummeted. I'm very sad, but Ashli's news really does seem to make it a little easier. I expected her news to really send me for a loop... in a bad way. But, I really am delighted for her and I think that it just wasn't the right time. Had I found out a week ago, I would have been devastated, I think. But, all I can say right now is... BLAST it ALL! And, Congrats to the Welsh family.

Wish I Knew What To Do

On various different fronts, it seems like, even when I know the right thing to do, I don't do it. As a reader, I'm sure you are scratching your head in confusion. But, as scrambled as that seems, that is exactly what I mean! For example, I received an email this morning from someone in my past. This person accidentally emailed me (I'm sure she didn't mean to) with something that concerns me about as much as knowing that the current river level at Lock and Dam #11 (General Zebulon Pike Lock and Dam) on the mighty Mississippi. In other words, nothing that really concerns me all that much. The thing is, my heart soared at the idea of receiving email from this person. In my heart, I know the best thing to do would be ignore the email. It was a mistake to get that mail in the first place. And, calling the person on an accidental email COULD be embarrassing. I would hate to embarrass this person. But, another part of me feels like, despite it being an accident, I really, really want this to be an opportunity to reach out and email this person back. Because we haven't spoken since at least 1999, maybe even earlier than that. I have spent a good portion of my morning (after studying for my LSATs, of course) composing a email to her to just say hi. I keep erasing it, though. I couldn't send what I am writing... for many reasons. *a* It sounds too sappy. *b* Too much has happened since we last spoke. *c* MY past hero worship is way in the past. I see her as a flawed, yet wonderful, human being now. My email does not sound like one who has moved away from such hero worship. Oh, well. Hopefully will figure out what to do.

Another thing is my current difficulties with my doctor's appointments. Yesterday's appointment did not go well at all. I left with extreme feelings of anger beyond what I feel is completely acceptable. I really don't know what to do. Part of me feels like this isn't working for me. And, if that is true, maybe I need to make a change. Or, at the very least, do something constructive with how I feel. I have to go back NEXT week (Tuesday), so it means a 45 mile one way trip back there once again. Dragging Stephen and Jane with me makes me even more upset. They don't deserve this. I don't want this any more. It is causing more conflict than is healthy. But, I cannot stop feeling everyone "has my best interests at heart" and I am trying not to "rock the boat". Sigh! Why can't doing what is right be the same as doing what seems best.

Sorry That It Has Been So Long!

Like the title says, I humbly apologize that it has been so long since I posted. With the family here, there was very little opportunity to post. Jane's mother has left (I really, really, REALLY miss her), as have my parents. Jane is back at work and Stephen has gone back to his semester break schedule. So, I'm free to blog whenever I want.

There is only one small problem with the being free to resume my previous schedule. I do not feel motivated to do ANYTHING. I wish I did. I gained back a lot of the weight I lost because of being sick. I feel like a blimp and I want to get up and move. No energy though. All I want to do is get more sleep. Personally, I'm not sure it would be humanly possible to get any more sleep. But, I'll give it a couple more days before I contact the doctor again.

Glad to be back in the land of the blog!

Personal Failure At Knitting

Well... I can now say that I understand how my ex-students felt. I have decided that I am a personal failure at knitting. My GIL attempted to teach me how to knit and I personally feel as if I have no more clue how to knit than I did when I started. Just when I felt I MIGHT be able to understand what we were doing, we needed to do something else. I was reaching the point where my frustration was greater than the feeling of success I might have felt for doing things right in the first place. I needed to give it up and my appreciation for all those knitting people in the world has grown exponentially.

Did I mention that I really don't care if I ever try that again? I personally think maybe I should stick with those crafts I already can do without poking myself in the eye with needles! But, GIL is a great sport and she really wanted me to succeed. Just for her, I'll keep practicing. Hopefully, not unlike learning the guitar, it will get easier quickly and I feel less flustered soon.

I Blog. You Blog. We ALL Blog!

I just got off the phone with my mother. She, for the first time, has read my blog. I realized, quickly, after the fact, my mother in law will have to become an avid reader, too. Everyone who reads probably gets a better idea of "Kristin" when they read what I write because I am amazingly honest when I write and this is the "real" me. No one to tell me that my feeling as not worthy or no one to tell me that my feeling are abnormal. Oh, well. Onto the blog topic for today... my trip to get my new meds at WalMart!

Many of you know about the CVS story (they messed up my meds and almost sent me home with someone else's medication). So, I decided to change my medications to WalMart. It is also cheaper by $2 to take it to WalMart. So, I took it in. The lady there told me that I had to go to CVS and sign something releasing the med to WalMart. We (MIL, GIL, and myself) trudged over to CVS and THEY said they would not call WalMart. WalMart needed to call them! So, I went back to WalMart and a new pharmacist aide tells me that he made a call to CVS and not to worry. Despite the fact the company policy is for CVS to call.... he did it anyways. I have my new meds and we are home free. I like WalMart!

I have to end my post sooner than normal. My GIL is trying to teach me to knit. Will probably blog again later.