Speaking of Dreams Being Weird

I have this recurring dream where I’m on a large airplane, and the plane is trying to take off, but for whatever reason, the pilot is unable to get it far enough off the ground to clear a nearby mountain range. The plane is forced to land in the forest on this huge mountain, and there are airport workers all over (you know, the guys with the ear protection and the reflective vests and the flashlights) directing us back to the airport. In my dream, I’m always making friendly chit-chat with another passenger as we walk first through the forest and then down through a series of staircases back to the airport where, I’m assuming, we’ll board another plane. This morning while I was dreaming this, I connected it somehow to another dream I’d had earlier of having a baby, and as I was waking up I remember thinking (as I descended the series of staircases) that I had left my one day old newborn at home without pumping any milk.

I did a quick Google search of this (and other recurring dreams I’ve had) and am always surprised at how many people report similar dreams (even the chewing gum dream appears to be a common one!). I’m not sure what the dream is trying to tell me, but I’m pretty sure it doesn’t have anything to do with erectile dysfunction.

Random Because it’s Almost Midnight

1. Supermoon is super! Go outside and look!

2. This recipe for tapioca pudding is quite good. Tempering eggs is tricky but it so worth it. Om nom nom.

3. I taught my second sock class today! We learned how to make a short row heel. It went great! Next week is the super stretchy cast off and then they graduate!

4. Tomorrow? Shopping, possibly. Or maybe just chilling out. It’s been a long week and I have very little knitting to show for it. (Although I did get a lot of knitting done at the LYS today. Pictures tomorrow!)

5. Now gerroffa my lawn you kids! I’m tryin’ to watch Community!!! (On Hulu.) BYE!

Old Friend

I find myself peering at the
Profile picture you have posted
And comparing it
In my mind’s eye
To the one of us
In Yellowstone
So many years ago
Ball caps
Round pubescent faces
Hair sticking out in all directions
Could that be you?
One if my first friends
Lost but not forgotten
Found again on Facebook.

a stream of consciousness post

Today is one of those days where I am really only posting because I promised that I would. Earlier we met with other members of our homeschooling group for a bit of sledding and I am right now actively avoiding the dishes and making dinner. Tonight I have the first rehearsal for the spring concert and I am dead tired. Also my internet is not working properly and I should probably restart my computer. My feet are cold and my fingers and the rest of me is cold too even though I am wearing woolen slippers and a sweater and hand mitts. Perhaps a hat would help? I think my thyroid level may be off because in addition to the intolerance to cold I have been unusually abrupt with the kids which makes me sad. I don’t like feeling like I’m yelling at them all the time. Most of the time it’s not even their fault. So yeah, I’m only posting here because I promised I would and I’m not even attempting to come up with a topic. Well,  I did attempt to for a while, and I even poked and prodded the depths of the internet for some material, but honestly, I got nothing. Oh, there is one thing. I worked on my Baktus scarf last night and I was thinking how quickly the second half of it goes because the rows are getting shorter and shorter and I suddenly became afraid that I was decreasing too frequently because the rows were going so quickly. I don’t think that I was, though. That’s just how fast the back side of that knit goes. I hope to be finished with it in a couple of days. I even brought it with me to the sledding event, but it was far too cold to get out my knitting so I just sat and drank Chai instead.

Is 300 stream of consciousness words enough? Or should I shoot for 500? Well, now it’s 530 pm and I only have an hour and a half to do the dishes, make some sort of food which I shall loosely term “dinner” and get ready for orchestra. I guess a little over 350 is going to have to do it.

Random Thursday

1. I went out today, totally against my will, to purchase provisions for tomorrow’s impending FEARSOME WHITE FLAKES OF DEATH!

2. I did this because I am a grown up and that’s what grown ups do.

3. I would have much preferred to stay home and knit while streaming Firefly on Netflix.

4. Best quote I heard today: “If there’s stuff on Google, why would you need to stuff it into your head?”

5. Most amazing video I saw today:

6. I am nearly to the center of my Ruffled Baktus wherein I will begin the decreases.

7. Pictures tomorrow.

totally random sunday

1. I spent Friday night in the ER, thanks to a Starbuck’s barista playing fast and loose with the procedures that keep cow’s milk and soy milk separate. Note to all Starbucks baristas: soy milk and cow’s milk are not interchangeable! And yes, I really can tell the difference.

2. 11 years ago yesterday, my husband and I were married in a small private ceremony at Niagara Falls in Ontario, Canada.

Eleven years and I love him more now than I did the day we were married. <3

3. I finished one pair of Knucks and cast on another the very next day:

[ravelry]

People, if you haven’t made these yet, don’t let the finishing work put you off! It’s really not that bad. So go. Go now and make some Knucks!

4. Today is 10-10-10. Just sayin’.

5. Last night as I fell asleep, I was trying to come up with an idea for my NaNoWriMo novel this year. I woke up this morning with a great idea involving a bus, temporal displacement, and a sleepy mountain town in Colorado. Now to come up with a large cast of characters.

More Random Stuff

1. The Tour de Fleece is still going and I am still spinning. I made a nice fat hank of Corriedale yarn and started on the Romney fleece.

2. Corriedale is nice to spin, but I still prefer BFL.

(oh how I miss the Kanye Interrupts meme.)

3. There are 6 lbs. of the Romney fleece. I’ve spun exactly 2 ounces and I am already sick of it.

4. You cannot spin at the beach. At least, I haven’t figured out a way to do it. Perhaps w/ a drop spindle, but I don’t fancy sand in my fiber, so no.

5. We’ve been at the beach a lot. But, evidently it’s jellyfish season and since Ezra appears to be allergic to their stings, we might not go back for a while.

6. I’ve started the rewriting process on my NaNo. It’s pretty terrible, but not as terrible as I thought. And I think I know where I’m going to start. I think.

7. I was going to work on it this morning, but I spent too much time making the Kanye Interrupting Sheep image and now I have to do houseworky things. Stoopid never ending houseworky things.