Friday, May 8, 2020
Random thoughts that flit through my mind
When I was a kid, you could not buy Tastykakes Peanut Butter Tandy Takes (yes, Tandy takes, now they are Kandy Kakes) in the summer because the peanut butter would spoil. This was before everything was air conditioned. And speaking of air conditioning, once a week, my father would take my sister and I up to the local meeting room at the library to watch a docmentary film. It didn't matter what the film was... the room was air conditioned and that was enough for us.
It's been a long time.
Yes, it's been a long time since I was on here. Truthfully, I forgot all about it till I was cleaning out my bookmarks and found it again. Really not much to say as life isn't all that interesting. Sure, there is a supposed Pandemic bu I personally think it's a whole lot of bullshit.
I've been having odd dreams lately. I suppose it's all this virus stuff that you can't ignore because it's thrust down your throat at every turn. I worry about these dreams because they are just too weird and I wonder if the universe is trying to tell me something only I'm too stupid to listen.
Before our house fire, all those years ago, I was having fire dreams which stopped after the fire. Even many months before the fire, the universe was trying to tell me something. It wasn't only dreams but winged things. Let me explain. First there was the dragonflies. One Saturday as I sat in the yard a dragonfly was hovering around my face. Right in front of my face as if to look eye to eye with me. Or do dragonflies have more than two eyes. That was odd enough because dragonflies weren't a usual sight. I thought little of it. Same day and hour later we off to the post office and while I'm waiting in the car, what is buzzing around it BUT a dragonfly. I doubt it was the same one. A few minutes later, I'm getting out of the car at Home Depot and what flies up to me but....I think you know where this is going... a dragonfly. OK. So I saw three dragonflies... big whoop. Ah ha but then it gets stranger. I'm sitting at my desk in the office and I hear a tapping on the window. I look to see a sparrow sitting on the sill, tapping on the glass. Now that was odd. We didn't feed the birds there. There were no crumbs on the sill. There was no reason for a sparrow to be tapping at the window. Another time, I looked out that same window to see the oddest flock of birds. Birds of a feather flock together. We've all heard that except this flock was made up of different birds, rooks, sparrows, pigeons and even a seagull. They circled the building then lighted on the power lines. Except the seagull, webbed feet you know are not made for perching on lines. Crows showed up in the yard to caw and haw and make a right old noise. A blackbird flew into the front window twice. Other birds would sit on the ground looking at me as I passed. BNirds that would usually scatter but there they sat. Still I didn't see it.
Then life fell apart with our dogs dying. First Rocco only five, put to sleep when his cancer got too bad. Little Dog Ollie followed a few months later. He just gave up and also had to be put to sleep. He never did close his eyes only stared into Josh's face. For the first time in decades there were no dogs in the family, so we got Charlie, who nearly died from a bacterial infection in his stomach, only a week after he joined us. Once he was well, we got Patty who was dead in three days from Parvo. Then the house fire.
My doctor asked how I stayed sane. Who ever said I was sane to begin with? ONly after the fire when the fire dreams stopped and the winged things left me alone did I see that they were signs. Signs I never saw. That's why these weird dreams now are so bothering. Especially last night's where something horrible happened to my husband. Sigh.
So that's it. Not the funny stuff I used to post. I think I lost my humor quite some time ago and doubt that I will ever find it again. Such is life and now it's bedtime. Hopefully I won't dream tonight. Fingers crossed.
I've been having odd dreams lately. I suppose it's all this virus stuff that you can't ignore because it's thrust down your throat at every turn. I worry about these dreams because they are just too weird and I wonder if the universe is trying to tell me something only I'm too stupid to listen.
Before our house fire, all those years ago, I was having fire dreams which stopped after the fire. Even many months before the fire, the universe was trying to tell me something. It wasn't only dreams but winged things. Let me explain. First there was the dragonflies. One Saturday as I sat in the yard a dragonfly was hovering around my face. Right in front of my face as if to look eye to eye with me. Or do dragonflies have more than two eyes. That was odd enough because dragonflies weren't a usual sight. I thought little of it. Same day and hour later we off to the post office and while I'm waiting in the car, what is buzzing around it BUT a dragonfly. I doubt it was the same one. A few minutes later, I'm getting out of the car at Home Depot and what flies up to me but....I think you know where this is going... a dragonfly. OK. So I saw three dragonflies... big whoop. Ah ha but then it gets stranger. I'm sitting at my desk in the office and I hear a tapping on the window. I look to see a sparrow sitting on the sill, tapping on the glass. Now that was odd. We didn't feed the birds there. There were no crumbs on the sill. There was no reason for a sparrow to be tapping at the window. Another time, I looked out that same window to see the oddest flock of birds. Birds of a feather flock together. We've all heard that except this flock was made up of different birds, rooks, sparrows, pigeons and even a seagull. They circled the building then lighted on the power lines. Except the seagull, webbed feet you know are not made for perching on lines. Crows showed up in the yard to caw and haw and make a right old noise. A blackbird flew into the front window twice. Other birds would sit on the ground looking at me as I passed. BNirds that would usually scatter but there they sat. Still I didn't see it.
Then life fell apart with our dogs dying. First Rocco only five, put to sleep when his cancer got too bad. Little Dog Ollie followed a few months later. He just gave up and also had to be put to sleep. He never did close his eyes only stared into Josh's face. For the first time in decades there were no dogs in the family, so we got Charlie, who nearly died from a bacterial infection in his stomach, only a week after he joined us. Once he was well, we got Patty who was dead in three days from Parvo. Then the house fire.
My doctor asked how I stayed sane. Who ever said I was sane to begin with? ONly after the fire when the fire dreams stopped and the winged things left me alone did I see that they were signs. Signs I never saw. That's why these weird dreams now are so bothering. Especially last night's where something horrible happened to my husband. Sigh.
So that's it. Not the funny stuff I used to post. I think I lost my humor quite some time ago and doubt that I will ever find it again. Such is life and now it's bedtime. Hopefully I won't dream tonight. Fingers crossed.
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