Meandering Maunderings

Last night was a strange mix of things... Hubby was at work, so it was just the animals and me. Kyle and I had our first walk of the night with rain sprinkling down, but missed the later downpour. I ordered pizza because I just didn't want to fuss with food, and didn't want to actually go anywhere. Plus side- the breadsticks were good, negative- the pizza was the worst I think I've ever tried to eat. I managed a few little bits and then just threw the rest away. This led me to deciding that if I was going to throw some trash out- I might as well bag up the rest. But wait, there were some coffee grounds by the trash- so that had to be vacuumed... Well, while I have the vacuum going I might as well do a quick job around the apartment... look, there's some dust on the headboard, might as well vacuum that. Oh, and the stuffed animals on the headboard are dusty too, should vacuum those... and so on and so forth.

The apartment is cleaner though. :)

Secondly, I was watching 'The L Word' last night, I'm on season 1, watching for the first time. Now, there are a lot of things the show gets really right- so when they mess up on something really simple, it drives me nuts. Example- Tina is pregnant, a few episodes ago they had a bit about her doing this ritual thing because the soul enters the fetus at 13 weeks (according to some philosophy). Okay fine, in the episode after her miscarriage she mentions that she was only 12 weeks along. Huh wha? Then, the big one- she says that they had just found out that they were having a boy. Nope, sorry, at 12 weeks there's no way a doctor can tell if it's a boy or a girl. Off the top of my head I think 18 weeks is the earliest you *might* have a chance to tell. Something that's really easy to find out- so the fact that the writers didn't bother with that bit of research? Annoying!

Followed that with "Birds of Prey" knowing I wouldn't have that much time to watch. Got to a point where everyone was happy- so I turned it off. I know it was about to all go downhill, and didn't want to deal with it.

Then there was sleep attempts. At first I just couldn't fall asleep. So I began mentally plotting some of my NaNo story... Which actually went really well. Finally was able to sleep. Then I couldn't stay there (really bad acid reflux at one point). Then there was the nightmare... with hubby helping my save myself, which was very cool. All in all a bad night for sleeping. I think I'll go home at lunch and take a 20 minute nap... that'll help.

But things are okay.


Hey look, dragons!

(Woot!! My first personally bred gold egg!!)

So last night I was quite sure the husband DID tell me this, only this morning realizing that it quite likely wasn't true. Right now he works until 11:30 (officially, usually more like 12:30) and when he gets home and crawls in to bed it wakes me a little. Last night I was quite sure that he told me that he had 25 patients last night, all new admits and that he had to pick three of them up from the airport...

At the time it seemed reasonable.

The alarm went off in the middle of this dream- first off I'm watching my cousins B and K standing near an airport/hotel? Anyway, they're trying to figure out how to connect up with the rest of the family. Oh, and they're in Hawaii. Uncle E (B's dad) shows up and tells them no one will give them a ride, and they'll have to figure it out. While the two girls are talking it over, trying to decide if they should walk, rent a car, or hitchhike- and are leaning towards the latter I showed up. I reminded them that we weren't on Hawaii, we were on Kuai (sp?) and that it was and island, and small. Trying to get them to decide to walk without telling them.

So they decide that walking would work and picked a direction. I trailed along after them, amused because they went the wrong way... We went over a hill and then there was this gorgeous beach in front of us. So we're walking along barefoot, I look down and when I look back up we're walking along a more jungle area, wading in the water since the shore is so overgrown there's no place to walk really. I'm watching where I walked, and began playing biologist and pointing out all the animals they weren't seeing, like the reptiles in the water. Little...argh, forgot the name, not crocodile/alligators, but smaller reptiles that are related. Though I'm not sure they actually live in Hawaii... They were all hiding so well it took some work to spot them.

After a little while I feel compelled to tell them they're going in the wrong direction. Luckily we hadn't gotten far as I'm too busy looking at all the critters (fascinated, mind you, there was absolutely no fear), to travel fast. We head up onto the land and I take them on a more cross-country route- I'm leading as we've wasted enough time. We were walking around trees, and there was some logging going on- but it looked like they were just taking some trees and not doing a wholesale clearing of the land. As I walked around a tree I felt something wet hit my head- something pooed on my head in my dream! At the time I was terribly unconcerned as we were heading back to the ocean and I could wash it off.

We were just walking down a fallen tree when the alarm went off. Needless to say it took me a few minutes to figure out what the hell was going on.