9/8/10
So growing up I always caught myself saying, "well, wish in one hand and Shit in the other". You know...I think that this is probably something we should disect together. :)
Well, let's say, "I'm wishing for something that will never happen. I wish I was a millionair and had a live tiger to pet and love on whenever the need may arise in my loving brain and that I would never have to watch what I eat or take insulin EVER AGAIN!" Well, this my friends, is a pocket dream. (imagine me reaching up and grabbing that wish out of the air and sticking it in my pocket for a later day.) Does this mean it will ever come true? NO! I tell the kids to do this when they tell me something incredibly unrealistic and it just convinces them that I heard what they said and makes them drop the conversation so that we can concentrate on learning. In other words, it gets them to drop it. And it is SO cute watching them and imagining they truly can pick it out of the air and stick it into a jean pocket. The girls even bring it to me if they have skirts on and I put it in my pocket for a later date. lol. ANYWAYS...okay...well let us pick a more likely wish. I wish I had a puppy. NOW (jump on my wave of thought please...don't worry it's fun). I CAN have a puppy and in this case, I will get two on Friday. I'm going to put that wish in one hand. I'm going to shit in the other. Because that is what the saying indicates will happen. On Friday I will have a puppy as I wished, so......YAY it came true. NOW...why the Hell did I shit in the other hand? It all ended up great and I got my way but to me, the saying makes no sense and it's just plain gross. MORAL OF THE STORY??? Wish for what you want. Nothing good can come of shittin in the other hand. (And just a note to a special someone who believes taking a crap will always make you feel better if you feel sick or down or have anything wrong with you actually) When it's in your hand, I guarantee you're not going to walk away feeling so great lol.
SORRY for the breaking down of this saying. It's a nasty concept...but I had to do it...WHY? CUZ IF I GOTTA THINK ABOUT IT....YOU SHALL TOO! HA! Sorry if you dissagree also, but i DIDN'T make ya read this lol.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Sleepless nights/good nightmares?
9/8/10
You know I started my life thinking that my dreams were something beautiful and they consist of fairies and rainbows and very rarely clowns pulling teeth out of my sister's head (don't ask...it has something to do with my fear of clowns I'm sure). However, after plenty of good and bad dreams, I considered myself prepared for all that was to come when my eyes would close for the end of my exciting days and nights. NO ONE prepared me for what I like to call my most horrible experiences I've ever had as I sleep now. In fact, they are so disturbing to me, that I haven't slept more than hour intervals, if that much, for the last 2 or 3 nights. Yes...the "good nightmare". Scary thought. I'm not even having a nightmare. In fact, everything is normal as everyday life in my dreams...well...almost.
I am living life as I would normally. Planning things, meeting people, watching TV or whatever I may be doing...and all of a sudden, I look up and there he is. I spend the remainder of my dream trying to figure out what I had done so bad that would put me somewhere without MY man. Asking him what he's done with my man...where did he go? Did someone tell him an untrue story or is he mad at me? Is he safe? Where is he? Why am I doing dishes with this guy instead of my man? And tell me WHY does it have to be someone that I loved so dearly formally in my life? I know I DO NOT want to be with him (I love him and all, always will, but I KNOW our relationship was retarded and we are poison to one another) so... why is he STILL HAUNTING ME? Like the smell of burnt popcorn two days after you threw it out. WHY IS HE THERE? Why can't it be like, I don't know, Matt Damon or Depp? Seriously... hat is my subcontious thinking? It's driving me to sleepless nights. You know what makes it all okay? Waking up and seeing Andy next to me.
ON a questionable note: (Am I supposed to feel guilty that my ex is in my dream?) Cuz it creeps me out. I would rather be miserable with this man of mine then happy with someone who has broken my heart into so many pieces. Wow. Was that mean? I appologize that I just told the truth lol. NO SERIOUSLY he's a great person. We just don't work together that's all :) Back to my question...should I feel guilty that he was in my dream? I almost feel that way cuz I don't wanna tell my Baby why I'm so happy and relieved when I wake up and see him.
I need a sleeping pill or somethin. Maybe a conscience cleanse? Hmmm...the horrible thing is it makes me on edge and unfortunately my Babe is the one who has to deal with my moodiness. So...WRITE ME what ya think... :)
You know I started my life thinking that my dreams were something beautiful and they consist of fairies and rainbows and very rarely clowns pulling teeth out of my sister's head (don't ask...it has something to do with my fear of clowns I'm sure). However, after plenty of good and bad dreams, I considered myself prepared for all that was to come when my eyes would close for the end of my exciting days and nights. NO ONE prepared me for what I like to call my most horrible experiences I've ever had as I sleep now. In fact, they are so disturbing to me, that I haven't slept more than hour intervals, if that much, for the last 2 or 3 nights. Yes...the "good nightmare". Scary thought. I'm not even having a nightmare. In fact, everything is normal as everyday life in my dreams...well...almost.
I am living life as I would normally. Planning things, meeting people, watching TV or whatever I may be doing...and all of a sudden, I look up and there he is. I spend the remainder of my dream trying to figure out what I had done so bad that would put me somewhere without MY man. Asking him what he's done with my man...where did he go? Did someone tell him an untrue story or is he mad at me? Is he safe? Where is he? Why am I doing dishes with this guy instead of my man? And tell me WHY does it have to be someone that I loved so dearly formally in my life? I know I DO NOT want to be with him (I love him and all, always will, but I KNOW our relationship was retarded and we are poison to one another) so... why is he STILL HAUNTING ME? Like the smell of burnt popcorn two days after you threw it out. WHY IS HE THERE? Why can't it be like, I don't know, Matt Damon or Depp? Seriously... hat is my subcontious thinking? It's driving me to sleepless nights. You know what makes it all okay? Waking up and seeing Andy next to me.
ON a questionable note: (Am I supposed to feel guilty that my ex is in my dream?) Cuz it creeps me out. I would rather be miserable with this man of mine then happy with someone who has broken my heart into so many pieces. Wow. Was that mean? I appologize that I just told the truth lol. NO SERIOUSLY he's a great person. We just don't work together that's all :) Back to my question...should I feel guilty that he was in my dream? I almost feel that way cuz I don't wanna tell my Baby why I'm so happy and relieved when I wake up and see him.
I need a sleeping pill or somethin. Maybe a conscience cleanse? Hmmm...the horrible thing is it makes me on edge and unfortunately my Babe is the one who has to deal with my moodiness. So...WRITE ME what ya think... :)
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