tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

Faithful readers may recall how Aaron is very soothing and animals love him.

Being a well-rounded person, he also has a not-so-soothing-rile-you-up side. He is Master of the Feist.

Amelia and Joe have a lovely chocolate lab, Abby. She’s a pretty chill dog, likes to sleep a lot, likes to snuggle with you. She does like to play and can get kind of wild, if you let her. Joe can work her up into a writhing, jumping, barking mess. But she calms down pretty quickly.

But for some reason, Aaron can feist this dog like no one’s business!

One time he walked from the kitchen to the edge of the living room, and Abby was snoozing at the other end of the living room. As he stood there, not saying anything, not doing anything, just looking at the dog, she was instantly taken hold of by the Standing Eyes of Feist. She jumped up, tail wagging madly, making some noise a combination between a bark and a moan (yes, this dog could moan) and ran full speed at him.

He stood there, completely still, and as soon as she reached him, she turned on a dime and tore off to the other side of the room. Back and forth she ran at full speed, barking, moaning, practically frothing at the mouth.

Any why? Only the Master of the Feist knows.

Of course, now he wants a chocolate lab of his own. I just hope he can control the Feist at least until the dog is fully trained.

Aaron and I went to Denver for five days to visit his sister and family, and to see if Denver is a place where we truly want to move.

I believe the answer is, “Hell yes!”

Just the proximity of the mountains and the cost of a three car garage house are enough to outweigh any negatives. We went on two hikes, one of which visited three lakes and went up to 11,000 feet. I kept pointing out areas where I wanted to build a log cabin and live off the land.

It was really nice to see Amelia, Joe and the kids as well. Aaron knows how to rile up both children and dogs, we’ve learned. And he also now wants a chocolate lab – fine by me!

I believe the plan is to get asses in gear and be rid of the ties that bind us to this area, get the house ready to sell and on the market a year from now.

As I was going to work this morning, I was wondering if I would have flashes of regret – you know when you want something really badly, and then finally, suddenly it comes within reach and then you pull back wondering, wait, did I really want this??? Yeah, I had none of that. I am so ready to leave.

I believe what my dream last night shows is that I read too much sci fi, I have loyal friends, and I am addicted to my Crackberry. And Aaron is totally justified in calling me AlphaGeek.

Check it out.

The dream starts off with Aaron dropping me off at work in his truck. We work in the same place, but it was huge, and reminded me of the Ministry of Magic, because he worked in some separate building I could never get to and it was all protected somehow. We ended up taking so long to say goodbye to each other that some old lady standing there thought he was a cab, and got in after I got out. As he drove away, I thought, Well, I’m sure he’ll drop her off somewhere before he gets to work.

Then whoosh I am at work, but it’s not really work, more like school, because I was there with Amy and Molly, and our Wizard instructor was going over some mistakes we all had made and at first I was all, Whew, I didn’t screw up this time because he was bitching out other people. But then he got all angry (and he was just a voice, too – some far away Wizard God. Hey, I’m reading The Dark Elf Trilogy right now. Sue me.) and got mad at me for using the equivalent of and Unforgiveable Curse or something – and I was all, Hey you can’t get mad at ME for that! I didn’t know it was illegal or that destructive. This is YOUR failing as a teacher for not adequately teaching me boundaries and how to control my shit!

Well that didn’t go over well, and he gave me some puzzle book I had to complete within the alloted time (I told you those Saw movies haunted me!) or I would be destroyed by some spell. So at first, Amy, being all a good friend and such, starts reading the book and doing the first puzzle, and for a second I’m all with her and we’re hunting down the answer – and then I’m like, Wait, this is dumb. He obviously didn’t give us enough time to solve this, so let’s just get the hell out of here!

As if a) they were going to go down with me and b) the spell could only reach that room, or something. This part has fuzzy logic, but whatever, it’s a dream.

So then we start running and I’m running down the hall, down the stairs, trying to figure out where to go (and I don’t run down the stairs, I slide down the bannister, ha) and I realize Aaron is insulated somehow in his Other Work Area, so I’m like, we gotta LEAVE. Although I left my purse upstairs, d’oh!! So I run back upstairs and there’s Amy (or maybe Molly) with my purse in hand, coming to get me. Ah, good catch, girls!

So then we continue out the building. There was a blind (maybe?) guy with a black dog, and I stop to pet the dog. In doing so I realize I cannot go LEFT, we must go RIGHT!

So we hang a right and start running, and get lost in some neighborhood. We’re sort of going in and out of houses, and getting lost, and then I have an epiphany – I have my purse so therefore I have my Blackberry which I just installed Google Maps on! So I bust it out and zoom in, zoom in, zoom in……it still takes forever to render, what is UP with that, and then finally! Just at the end of this street and take a left and boom! there is the train station!

Ok so we get to the train station and I decide we are going to Paris. We must have been in London or something. So we get to the ticket counter and I’m trying to be all calm, like some angry Wizard is NOT about to kill me, if he can find me, and ask for three tickets to Paris. Amy and Molly are like, Why Paris? And I’m like, Why not? Let’s just GO.

So the tickets are 300 pounds each (see this is how I know we’re in London, it wasn’t in Euros) and I don’t have enough cash so I ask to borrow some so they can’t track my by my credit card usage (I watch a lot of Law & Order, too). But then Molly doesn’t have enough cash so I say, F it! They’ll be able to track Molly anyway so I might as well just pay by credit card. So I get on the phone to my credit card company, saying I’m abroad and need to talk to the Fraud Department so my card doesn’t get denied for suspicious activity.

We now have six minutes to make the train.

While I’m on hold, I ask the ticket counter guy how much First Class is. 1500 pounds! No way! So we go ahead and get the economy class tickets.

We start booking it to the train and we’re running in slow motion, and there’s all these people in the way, and is our train gone? We hear announcements but can’t hear quite what they are saying….and finally we make it to the train!!

We get on, and I wake up.

A friend, after discussing how I dreamed about using Google Maps on my Blackberry:

“I know. Google maps is like a really good lover somedays.”

Ah it still makes me laugh even after joining the dark side…

http://www.zug.com/gab/index.cgi?func=view_thread&thread_id=51302

Ok so I got a Blackberry, yes I am one of those people now. But what, you ask, is the first thing I configured on it? Did I download a ring tone? Install Bookwarm? Get a new browser? (Well I did get Opera Mini but I did that second).

No, none of those: I deleted the stupid signature.

Yes, people, you can delete it! Or even, and I know this is out there, change it to say something other than, “This has been sent using my Blackberry device.”

Because really, how annoying is that?

This is a test post from my new Blackberry. It’s much easier to type on than I thought it would be. I still hate Verizon but the phone is cool!

Aaron’s recovery is coming along well – physical therapy is a bit painful, but doesn’t seem too bad. I think he’s really sick of being dependent on me though.

He still can’t shower by himself, and superficially this seems great. Every time I wash his hair he gets a mini head massage, spa style. He gets his back scrubbed. And then there’s me naked, of course. But there’s also the fact that he has to rely on my schedule. If he wants to shower while I’m cooking dinner, too bad! He can no longer sleep in for 20 minutes while I shower and get dressed, and then shower while I make breakfast. Now he’s up with me and does his exercises while I cook.

It’s a loss of independence, and the not being able to drive thing really sucks. For both of us!

He does get out of his household chores, although he tries to help me with the garbage now and again, which I appreciate, but I would prefer him to just heal!

For me, it’s the equivalent of living alone, when I had to do everything myself anyway. Of course there’s twice as much to do now…and two cats to clean up after! It’s like having an extended stay house guest, really. I no longer stress over how much the garbage is overflowing, and when it’s going to get emptied, because it’s only my fault if it’s too full. So I can get off my ass and empty it, or shut the hell up about it. It’s almost less stressful now……

Still, I hope he doesn’t get too used to it – when he’s able-bodied again, I hope he doesn’t expect he can still sit on the couch while I do all the cleaning!

And I must say, I’m really looking forward to having a designated driver again!

I awoke this morning feeling like I had finally slept for the first time in months.

For awhile now I have been dealing with some toxic people in my life, letting them affect me, and finally taking steps to remedy the situation. I guess it had been bringing me down more than I thought it had – even bleeding into other parts of my life, unfairly coloring my interpretations of other people and events. Not good.

And last night, it was like the fever broke. Like he always does, Aaron healed me. He gives me a warm safe haven and all the toxicity in my life gets washed away. And when it was gone, I could finally, truly rest.

When I was kissing Aaron goodbye this morning, I told him in his half-asleep daze that I had finally gotten a great night’s sleep last night – even though it was only 6 hours, I felt better than I do after sleeping in on weekends. He said he knew – he was in bed playing his PSP and could tell I was sleeping well.

And after I woke up this morning, I thought, Is this how everyone normally feels? Is this what life is really like?

Imagine what that would be like. To feel this good all the time.

I’m not sure how I would handle that.

Some of you may recall this post, wherein Gilberto nicknamed me Motorcycle Princess. I do love nicknames. (And no, I never actually bought a bike, but I do have my license!)

At any rate, Gilberto is a musician and just put a cd up for sale.

He showed me the set list.

Song 10?

It’s called: Motorcycle Princess

Color me flabbergasted!! And honored.

Now go check out his cd!!!