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Sep. 8th, 2006
So, a real update.
Sep. 8th, 2006 01:11 pmBeen meme'ing myself to death lately, and thought a real post was in order.
I've been battling a yucky cold since Sunday, and actually took a sick day yesterday...something I NEVER do. Of course, I spent all but 20 minutes of that sick day up and cleaning the house, and I met Chris for lunch and got the motorcycle endorsement added to my license (thankyouverymuch, Grandview DMV for the lovely 90 minute wait, bleh.) Finally got home and took a teeny nap, then helped Brenna make dinner (each kid makes dinner once a week), then it was off to the Middle School Open House. Looks like Brenna's going to have an awesome year, with loads of fun things to do. And sitting in all those classrooms, looking at the books in the bookshelves, really just made me miss my days working in the school district that much more. Maybe I really will try my hand at being a teacher someday. After, of course, Chris doubles his salary so that we can afford for me to take a huge pay cut, heh.
I posted this in a comment to nottygypsy, and realized that I never mentioned it here. I don't know what it means, but think it's kind of cool. The other night, in the wee hours of the morning, I was pulled from a dreamlike state by my mother's voice, saying, "Well I'm here, Mo...where are YOU??" The voice was only in my head, but was CLEARLY my mom's voice, not my brain trying to remember what she sounded like. Didn't feel anything else, and didn't hear it with my ears. I hadn't been thinking about mom for the days prior to that, and hadn't thought about how she called me "Mo" (short for Meg-mo) in I don't know HOW long. So I know it HAD to be her...somehow.
I think, if anything, it just served to remind me of her, and to pull her close to my heart again. I've thought about her every day since then.
In other news, just some random things about one of our cats (Fantasy) that I don't ever want to forget:
- the way she'll "rowl?" at a closed door, as if it's a question of "Can I come in?"
- the way she always has to follow me into the bathroom and will "rowl" loudly if I shut her out, but she never wants to follow Chris in there.
- the way I'll wake up and find her sleeping against me, sharing my pillow.
- the way she'll scoot sideways in the bed so that her hind paw is just b-a-r-e-l-y touching me, just enough so that a lone back claw pokes into me and causes me to itch.
- the way she'll get so involved in watching the birds that not only does she chatter at them, but she'll also duck and swoop her head as she watches them fly around.
Cats are so damn cute.
And now...I'm mentally sidetracked, so I'll cut this short. Not sure I had anything else to say, but am having trouble concentrating on much of anything all of a sudden. Odd.
I've been battling a yucky cold since Sunday, and actually took a sick day yesterday...something I NEVER do. Of course, I spent all but 20 minutes of that sick day up and cleaning the house, and I met Chris for lunch and got the motorcycle endorsement added to my license (thankyouverymuch, Grandview DMV for the lovely 90 minute wait, bleh.) Finally got home and took a teeny nap, then helped Brenna make dinner (each kid makes dinner once a week), then it was off to the Middle School Open House. Looks like Brenna's going to have an awesome year, with loads of fun things to do. And sitting in all those classrooms, looking at the books in the bookshelves, really just made me miss my days working in the school district that much more. Maybe I really will try my hand at being a teacher someday. After, of course, Chris doubles his salary so that we can afford for me to take a huge pay cut, heh.
I posted this in a comment to nottygypsy, and realized that I never mentioned it here. I don't know what it means, but think it's kind of cool. The other night, in the wee hours of the morning, I was pulled from a dreamlike state by my mother's voice, saying, "Well I'm here, Mo...where are YOU??" The voice was only in my head, but was CLEARLY my mom's voice, not my brain trying to remember what she sounded like. Didn't feel anything else, and didn't hear it with my ears. I hadn't been thinking about mom for the days prior to that, and hadn't thought about how she called me "Mo" (short for Meg-mo) in I don't know HOW long. So I know it HAD to be her...somehow.
I think, if anything, it just served to remind me of her, and to pull her close to my heart again. I've thought about her every day since then.
In other news, just some random things about one of our cats (Fantasy) that I don't ever want to forget:
- the way she'll "rowl?" at a closed door, as if it's a question of "Can I come in?"
- the way she always has to follow me into the bathroom and will "rowl" loudly if I shut her out, but she never wants to follow Chris in there.
- the way I'll wake up and find her sleeping against me, sharing my pillow.
- the way she'll scoot sideways in the bed so that her hind paw is just b-a-r-e-l-y touching me, just enough so that a lone back claw pokes into me and causes me to itch.
- the way she'll get so involved in watching the birds that not only does she chatter at them, but she'll also duck and swoop her head as she watches them fly around.
Cats are so damn cute.
And now...I'm mentally sidetracked, so I'll cut this short. Not sure I had anything else to say, but am having trouble concentrating on much of anything all of a sudden. Odd.
