Saturday, January 8, 2011

Four Months

Just four months.

To the day.

That's all the longer she held on.

She missed her sister (so did we).

While we were out this evening, Bonnie Rat took her last breath.

She must have left minutes before we got home--she was still warm. I had to take her out of her cage. Mr Realist couldn't do it.

And it blows that the ground is frozen and snow-covered so we can't dig her a spot next to her sister until it thaws a bit. She's in a safe place for now.

I'd been calling her Bonnaroo for whatever reason, or 'roo for short. It was nice to have someone to say 'bye' to in the morning after Mr Realist had left, and someone to say 'hi' to being the first one home.

Mr Realist just asked if we were big dorks for being this upset. I told him no.

Because we're not. We know how to love.

Sleep well, 'roo. We'll see you at Rainbow Bridge with Sally. Give Whiskey hell for me, 'kay?

We'll miss you.

Ms D

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

40 of Me

Since this is my 200th postie, LDs, I'm totally stealing this from Aunt Becky (she rocks my sox right off of my feet). (she's not my real Aunt, but I totally think I've got a girl crush on her) If you're just joining us here in the Lair, prop your feet up, have a brew (your call; Callahan knows every drink in the book), and spell us a tale.

1. What did you do in 2010 that you'd never done before? Um, well...I don't rightly remember. Sue me (don't really...you won't get anything).

2. Did you keep your New Years' Resolutions and will you make more for this year? I did, and I didn't keep them. Boo.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Not close to me, but yes.

4. Did anyone close to you die? Not close, but yes.

5. What would you like to have in 2011 that you didn't have in 2010?

6. What countries did you visit? Norway. England. Ireland. Italy. O...wait...you mean actually going there? Nowhere.

7. What date from 2010 will be etched upon your memory and why?

8. What was your biggest achievment of the year?

9. What was your biggest failure? Not only not losing weight, but putting some on.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Severly strained my ACL last summer and had it diagnosed February of 2010.

11. What was the best thing you bought? Nothing, really.

12. Whose behaviour merited celebration? My own.

13. Whose behaviour made you appalled/depressed? Again, my own.

14. Where did most of your money go? Stupid shit.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? My birthday.

16. What song will always remind you of 2010? "Scolding Wife" by Great Big Sea

17. Compared to this time last year are you:
i. happier or sadder? bout the same

ii. fatter or thinner? fatter
iii. richer or poorer? poorer
(wow, 2010 fucking sucked)

18. What do you wish that you'd done more of? Worked out.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Ate.

20. How will you be spending Christmas (changing to birthday, yos)? Driving. We're headed to Phoenix and leaving on my birthday.

21. Why are you so damn sexy? (there wasn't a 21 originally; Bex put this one in) Because I am, bitches.

22. Did you fall in love? Every day.

23. Any one-night stands? Can I count the imaginary ones? If yes, 37. If no, zero.

24. What was your favourite TV program? Glee. I'm a total Gleek.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate last year? not really

26. What was the best book that you read? The Shack

27. What was your greatest musical discovery? Great Big Sea and Gaelic Storm. Fucking amazing.

28. What did you want and get? Not much.

29. (where teh fack is 29??) Fack it.

30. What was your favorite film of 2010? Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, pt. 1.

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? Went to Fast Eddie's in Alton; I was Sweet Sixteen in 2010 (times two).

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasureably more satisfying? Losing weight. I think part of it stems from not actually playing softball this past summer.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2010? Wear what you dig.

34. What kept you sane? My imagination.

35. What celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? I'm not going there :)

36. What political issue stirred you the most? not going there either :)

37. Who did you miss? My family.

38. Who was the best new person you met? I haven't met anyone new in a while. Boo again.

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson learned. Don't abuse animals. I might come egg your fucking face.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
"But it was not your fault but mine/and it was your heart on the line/I really fucked it up this time/didn't I, my dear? didn't I, my dear." "Little Lion Man" Mumford and Sons.

Only time will tell how 2011 will shape up to be.

How's bout you?

Ms D
Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Holy Shiz...

LDs, I am SO SORRY for not posting in exactly a month today!!

I'm pretty sure it's because I'm depressed and am doubting my self-worth lately for a myriad of different reasons.

So, I'm not counting this as my 200th postie. I'll do a meme one.

In the meantime, please send up a prayer for me that I get out of this. It's not good.

Ms D

PS: Feelings of hatred and inadequacy are going to be at a different site - dreamerandrealist.wordpress.com (Yeah, I'm trying it out, and there are some doozies over there). There's one that I'm not sure of yet, and there might will be some very open posts over there. Read at your own peril. This blog is going to turn into more of a creative site. Whenever I get daydreams, I'll put them here.

It's 2011, LDs. Time for a change.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Think Back...

LD's, when your Ms Dreamer was in grade school (a Catholic one, but don't hold that against me), there were just a few of us. In our eighth grade graduating class, there were eleven boys and seven girls. Colleen reminded me of the fact that we all had numbers (why only eighteen of us needed numbers, I'll never know. Was it to keep us all straight? Could they not remember eighteen names?).

We were pretty close, since that vast majority of us had gone to school together since we'd been in kindergarten...played sports, birthday parties, First Communion and Confirmation. I don't think there was a dry eye out of any of us at graduation. I've looked back on our class picture, and all of us girls were wearing white shoes...and it wasn't planned.

I miss those carefree days.

I tell you that to tell you this. We lost our first classmate a couple of weeks ago. He'd had a heart problem that they'd been keeping an eye on for the last couple of years, but this year, they had to operate to fix an enlarged valve.

The surgery was a massive success. Apparently, a few days after the surgery, he was up walking around, and it dislodged a blood clot in his leg. He was put into a medically induced coma. Friday before Thanksgiving, nothing was showing any improvements, so they pulled the life support based on his wishes.

Tuesday of Thanksgiving week was his visitation. I met up with a couple of friends that I've kept in touch with over the years, and it was so damned hard. At 32, we're not old enough to have this happen. But it made me start thinking.

When we were in seventh grade, on one of the last days of school, we were all given paper and told to write our names at the top. We passed them around and we had to write something nice about the person whose paper we had at that moment. I still have mine, and I dug it out the other day. Here's what everyone had to say about me back then, and I'd like to think that it all holds true today (spelling taken directly from the page :) ...)

~help people, cheers me up, your a good friend (girl)

~friendly, helpful (boy)

~your a very thoughtful person, kind, generous, very smart, and hardly ever mad!!! (girl)

~you are a great reader. you are easy to get along with and a generous person (boy)

~very athletic (boy)

~you do alot (boy)

~a great friend, kind, caring, smart, loving, generous, good at sports (girl)

~your always there to give me a ride to school and are ready to help people (boy)

~good reader, you're generous and a very smart person (boy...give the Big Guy some hell for me,
will ya, CK?)

~your nice (boy)

~your a great person, you have a great personality, your always cheerful (girl)

~you've been & still are a very good friend, I like to be around you alot, oh by the way Cubs rule (girl)

~a good friend, a great reader, good in schoolwork, she helps people out (boy)

~great reader, great singer, great in everything, funny, a little hot tempered (but it's ok), great friend
(girl)

~your a good friend (boy)

~good reading voice (boy)

~cool and helpful (boy)

~generous, fund to be around, nice person, caring person (boy)

~great personality, cheerful, joyful, kind, great gift of singing, nice person to be around, courteous and good sense of humour (teacher)

Most of us have lost touch over the years, and I miss that friendship from back then. Most of them signed their name, but I was able to figure them out based on their handwriting (or printing, as the case may be). At one point in my life, I'd cut it apart to fit in a scrapbook, but I've since taped it back together, and it's in a sleeve.

Think I'll frame it for when we get our War Room done. It'll be a nice addition for over my desk. I'll be able to look at it and hopefully draw some good vibes. I'm looking for other things to draw inspiration from - any suggestions?

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Ms Dreamer

Monday, November 22, 2010

Candy candy candy...

Does any of my LDs remember Garfield's Halloween Special? From the mid/late eighties? Where he and Odie go trick-or-treating? And they go across to the haunted island and get chased by some fuckscary skeleton ghosts? But before that, Garfield is all excited about "Candy candy candy candy!"?

*shiver*

Me either. :)

But this post is NOT about Halloween candy. Nope.

Cadbury (mini) Creme Eggs.

O. My. Gods.

These things are like liquid crack to me. I like to bite them open, tongue the creamy white & yellow centers out, and let the shell melt in my mouth (wow...that was kind of disturbingly kinky, wasn't it?).

Anyhoo...Ange at Names Will Not Be Changed is having a giveaway of these liquid crack-filled chocolate canister bombs of sugar-coma goodness.

And?
I. Want. Them.

I will buy a dozen of the little bastards (they come in their own little mini-egg carton-shaped plastic container!) and savor them around Easter.

But if she's giving away FIVE 10-OUNCE BAGS OF THEM!, O my holy hells...

Anyone got some insulin for me to counteract all the sugar? :)

Here's Ange
Names Will Not Be Changed To Protect The Innocent

Go follow her - she's pretty damned funny!

Now my mouth is set for Cadbury.
And if I don't win, I might just sob all the way to Easter.

Of course, at the rate stores are going, Easter candy will be out the day after New Years.

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Ms D
Be safe out there.