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| I'm worried, too, Siggy. |
I'm not sure what is causing all of the wacky dreams, but boy-oh-boy have I been having them! The latest would have even Sigmund Freud running for the white coat with long straps. It involved my frustrated attempt at rounding up a dozen or more inch-sized albino giraffes into a manila envelope. It may be the result of my sudden reading/listening flurry - "Underground Railroad" by Colson Whitehead, "Wild Silence" by Raynor Winn, while also listening to a series of Sue Grafton novels, topped off with a James Herriot autobiography about his RAF days. It's a curious stew.
My life seems to have evolved into a curious stew, as well. I have become the Stuffy Queen - my stuffies are selling out at the salon I frequent to get my one indulgence - my pedicures. They have a busy gift shop area that is frequented by mothers and grandmothers. I've also picked up some interesting courier gigs from Marianne - a chocolate run that netted me two, just-made chocolate-covered caramels and a large chocolate bar as 'samples'; and a rather hair-raising trip to a specialty food source for goat cheese, smoked Gouda and herb-infused jarred capers. No samples were proffered, alas. The hair-raising part came as my GPS seemed to go feral, telling me to turn left, then turn left, then turn left. That put me right in the middle of a large truck-driving school. I took some satisfaction in giving the lads a little taste of what it will be like when they are on the road with small automobiles., but I was relieved when I worked my way out of the course and to the front of the right building. Which was on the right.
My outdoor work has been limited by the ceaseless intervention of winter. We have had the occasional warm, sunny day, but they are interspersed with high winds, rain, sleet, and snow. I am hoping the upcoming week (after Tuesday's dip into the 20s) will finally push into spring before it's summer. I am happy to report that the bluebirds have set up house in the bluebird house. Since the weather is still such crap, I've been putting out (gourmet) bird food every morning. At one point, I had a cardinal pair, crow, mourning doves, sparrows, gold and purple finches, chickadees, juncos, and nuthatches on the deck. I thought Slimmie would levitate at the sight.
In other news, I finally was able to coerce the scheduler to get me into a slot for my next hip replacement. I used my most winsome manner, with only the slightest quiver of the voice, to invoke her sympathy. It worked. Either that or the fact that I inundated her with phone messages until I was an intolerable nuisance. In any event, I'm scheduled for surgery on May 18 and Team Sisters have been lined up. I can't wait.
17 comments:
If you manage all you do with one newly broken(sorry, baaad choice of a word)-in hip and one that requires a cane (or is it two?) for moral support, just think of what you will be able to do by the first of June!! Those little albino giraffes won't stand a chance. Super Woman returns in full force again!
Wow! You are just whirling! What interesting courier gigs. Thanks for the hearty chuckle, re: giving the fellows a taste of real life driving, I can just imagine! And Slimmie levitating with excitement over your amazing plethora of birdlife!
Your writing evokes so much more in one's mind, than what you actually 'pen'. You have a writing gift. Great news on the hip!
I get it with the odd dreams. It’s been happening to me too. Maybe it’s the weather?
Once you get that second hip done, you will be rockin’ and rollin’!
Freud was a quack. check with Jung.
the weather has been wacky here too. a week of your weather and we're still having chilly mornings. nice to have a few income/gooddie producing forays.
Maybe you want to send that looooooong stretch of little white snowflakes somewhere else? I'm with you on that. I would have been helping you herd little white giraffes as well.
The squeaky wheel gets the new hip. Good luck with that!
Sigmund Freud might be stumped by your weird dreams, but I bet they would be catnip to my boy, Karl Jung! Glad you've got your next hip date set!
Sounds like an interesting, diverse life to me! Could do without the crippling hip, although my constellation of problem joints is hampering much of my progress here. Love all the 'gigs' you've got.
I'm glad to hear we're not the only ones with crappy weather, though I suppose I shouldn't take pleasure in another's misfortune. Glad you're moving forward on the next hip, and great news that your stuffies are selling out!
Note worthy dreams! I usually don’t remember mind. Except I did have a series I remember recently. They included my dad, who died in 1970 but in my dream he was alive and had been alive the last 50 years and we just didn’t know it. Strange. No reasoning for it.
Good move on the voice quiver, such a talented girl.
Are you on any meds/drugs? LOL! thinking of the crazy dreams. I usually have good ones if I remember but every once in a while I have some sad ones that get me up...more like PTSD from my past. Yours are very interesting!
I've just read a new author and I will be reading more of her! Strong, capable women from the 1800s....a novel called The Gilded Hour and then the 2nd and last book is When the Light Enters. She has more books that I want to read now. None of those silly romances for me! LOL!
It's been cold here too and we had 2 frosts 2 days after our last frost date. I had to cover my peonies and there were snowflakes in the air!
It's been a cold winter and a cold Spring for here. I won't complain though as it's been great for working outside and it will be hotter than hades before I know it.
So happy you are getting the 2nd hip taken care of! There will be no stopping you after that! Take care!
Oh dear, hope stupid dreams don't continue.
My mum couldn't eat any banana after 4pm or she would have bizarre dreams, sometimes very frightening and upsetting, not good in your 80's .
Good you have the other hip scheduled!
I too hope winter is stuffed for awhile. I'm tired of the surprise snow.
Those sound like fever dreams! Or perhaps you didn't follow my old father's rules about not eating cheese or nuts before bed. Guaranteed to give you bad dreams. Congrats on setting up another new hip time. You'll be unstoppable when this is all done. -Jenn
If you haven't noticed ... we have a full moon rising ... and sometimes ... that also gives rise to weird and crazy dreams!!!
When I was a kid, I started having some extremely vivid dreams on a nightly basis. They were so vivid, I remember wishing I could just stay up and not fall asleep. Eventually we figured it out that it was due to a medication I had been taking and deep in the fine print it said it may cause vivid dreams. Fortunately after the medication ran out, the dreams went away.
Oh I love James Herriot! I just watched the new reboot of all creatures great and small on PBS a while back, great series! I was not aware that he wrote a book about his RAF service will have to look that up. Good luck with your hip surgery! Hope everything goes well
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