laundry

ok I consider myself to be fairly picky about how I want my laundry done.

But time and again I find that I am not that picky and there are others out there who feel even stronger than me about how they want their laundry done.

Wow I talked to a friend of mine today... and goodness I found out that I was doing my laundry all wrong. I mean how can I live without fabric softener... or without using more expensive detergent... Arm and Hammer.... goodness that is sooooo cheap.

But I am doing a few things right... Like getting my clothes all the way dry.... and using 2 sheets of bounce... Weird

I don't think I have ever had such an in depth conversation about laundry... But I guess however you do your laundry can me a touchey subject... even if it is a silly one... Have a great evening

King Aurthur

So I had another dream...

This time I started the dream out as a little girl around the age of 10 or so maybe a little younger. I was being raised by a woman who was not my mother. We lived in a large house. Everything there was white (I didn't see much details in the house, I guess that wasn't important).

As time passed and I grew older I seemed to skip years and all of the sudden I was about 16 or 17. Still living in this same large house with this same woman. When our house came under attack. It was an army sent out to kill King Aurthur's wives. Well the woman I was with seemed confused and frightened. But she knew they were going to kill her. For she was King Aurthur's wife and they wanted to start a war with him... So what a better way to do this than kill the women he loved. So she grabbed me and we ran for the back door to escape.

Soon I began to lead the way because we were running down the huge backyard of gardens. As I turned around I knew that we were leaving the castle. King Authur was away on a trip somewhere, you know taking care of his kingdom and such. But the woman his wife became confused and wondered as to why I was so afraid for my life. So as we were running through this huge garden I began to tell her.

"Well you know I am his second wife." I said. She replies, "I am his one and only wife, how can you be his wife?" "Well of course you know, don't you? You were there you said it was okay, you were at the ceremony..." "I never saw anything like that happen..."

Ok I saw that this was going nowhere... and it was usless to argue the fact that she knew that he had more than one wife. You see I had been given to the king as a gift, my father gave me to the king as a young child, in order to one day become the king's wife. So he and his wife raised me as their own child. My name was Guenevere. I had wed the king, but the king did not really love me. He of course loved his first wife the most and truly wanted his family to be with her. I was only there because he needed me to be his wife. So therfore he never truly came to me.

(All of this past history I just knew had happened, it never really played out for me)

When we reached the bottom of the hill I saw a knight, Lancelot. I knew it was him but I didn't see him very clearly. He told us to run further and pointed in another direction. He would stall the army and help us to get further away to safety.

As I ran past him... I knew that I loved him. And he loved me. He truly loved me for the person I was and not the position that I could give him. Unlike my husband, the king, because Aurthur only truly loved his first wife and couldn't find it in him to truly love me in the way that I needed to be loved. And that is why I went to Lancelot. And we just kept running.

This dream was a short dream so it didn't go into much detail with scenery or what things looked like. I had woken up at 7:30 to call my work and they told me to call back at nine. So I fell back to sleep and had this dream... I was woken up by my cat who jumped on the bed to say Wake up you need to call work again... It was nine on the dot when she did that. But it took a few moments for me to realize what had happened. It was a different dream than the previous dreams, because of the lack of background details. But it also had more just known details as if I was actually inside her mind. And I knew what she had gone through in her life.

Weird

Weather

It's a funny thing the weather.....

What to expect and when to expect it. And yet it always gives us people something to talk about... Whether we talk about it as something good or something bad. Why does it always seem to be a curse or a blessing? A curse if it is too hot or too cold. Too wet or too dry. Personally I like to look for the best in the weather. I love the rain... it is so calming but yet if there is too much rain it can get depressing... so there for I love the sun as well. It can be soooo calming to just sit and relax in the sunlight.

I love to sunbath... especially after a very bad day at work... you know you've had them... The days when everyone seems to think that you are stupid and don't really know what you are doing.... And how do you get them to stop... you don't you just continue to try and smile... hopefully you will have someone stop by and tell you how wonderful you are... and they can really make you smile... But if that doesn't seem to happen I find that it helps a bit to lay in the sun and just breathe the fresh air.

But yet I digress...

My job relies on the weather... you know when you wash vehicles for a living if it rains you have no work.... And that can be a very bad thing. Although most every one seems to think that it will definitly rain tomorrow... And my Aunt is in town.... I would like to visit with her, we always have fun when we visit... Also my bro needs me to help him out with a peice of business tomorrow...

So the question today seems to be.....

Should I pray for rain...? Or should I pray for work...?

Computers

They are silly things. Sometimes you hate them.... they take too much of your time. Other times you can't pry yourself away from them.

What makes them sooo addictive. I have a feeling that it is the escape from reality that makes you want to be on the computer.

See I play this game... Everquest 2

If you have never heard of it.... Then you are out of things a bit... It is a huge online game. Set in a fantasy world... Where you can be just about anything you want to be... Of course you have to pay for the use of the server... and you have to set up your character and stuff...

Anyways I play a Dark elf Brigand... That is like a rogue but sooo much cooler... And all I do is try to level up my character... Because I have friends who play and they play much more than me so their character is a higher level than me and it is difficult to play with friends that have higher levels. Unless they mentor you but that is a whole nother story. But in this game you can hunt things you can become an artisan, you can be a bard and sing or you can just sell items. It doesn't matter. And you can just have fun with it. I prefer to just hunt things and get money and more levels... As you get higher in levels it becomes more difficult to level up. So it is also very challenging that way. But also there is a huge world to explore and I haven't even explored a 3rd of it. So you can see how addicting this can become.

But the reason this can be bad is because when you get into this world real time disappears and you forget what needs to be done... i.e cleaning the house, eating, or when you have to leave for work... This is not a good thing. So you must learn to control your time on the computer. So arguements don't happen... But eventually they will and then you stop playing for a bit... And then you start up again and the old habits reappear... no good just need to learn to control yourself and everything will be good.

Just clean before getting on the computer and all will be well.

And that is my ranting for the day.

Blogging...

Well I never thought I would ever set up a blog.

I didn't think I would ever have anything to say that anyone else would like to read. But after much persuading and listening to my family talk about what was going on with their blogs, I decided to give it a try. So for anyone who doesn't know me... Here is a little about myself...

I am 22 yrs old.

Married to a wonderful, goofy husband.

As of right now we live in my inlaws basement.

We have no children, yet.

We have a placostomus fishey that lives with my inlaws turtle.. At least I hope he is still living there I haven't seen him in a bit.

Other than that we don't technically have any pets... Although I love animals... My inlaws however have 3 dogs, a cat, and a turtle. The cat tends to like us best... but she is very tempermental and kinda crazy. And the dogs I just claim because I do.

I work 2 jobs so I may not update this blog as much as I would like to.

My husband goes to school and will be done in a year! With 2 degrees!

So life for me is really just begining...

That is me for right now... don't have much to talk about just yet...

Have an excellent day!

Dreams

Well I have been told and told and told, by everyone.... my husband, my mom, and my dad...
Write down your dreams... you never know what they could mean. So ok here goes. Hope this all makes sense.

Dream 1:
It begins when me and my husband are driving up this really big hill. As we start driving up the hill I see waves and waves of brown water coming towards us. It knocks over the huge semi trucks in front of us. But amazingly the water does not bother our little car.The reason we are driving up this hill and must reach the top is because our parents are up there. ( I don't know why both of our parents would be up there but anyways) We reach the top.
His parents give us 2 new cell phones. My husband proceeds to try to make mine work... It won't turn on. We need this phone to work. My parents are with us and trying to get this phone to work as well. The cell phone looks like this: it has a pda on one side and a face of a calculator on the other. You can dial the phone numbers with the side that looks like a calulator. I still can't figure out how to talk into it... Needless to say we never got the silly phone to work.
As we continue to get this phone to work our neighbors are trying to get away from this flood that is still raging around our house at the top of the hill. As they try to drive out into the scarey water with their van pulling there boat. They drive into the side of my parents Van/suv. Not denting the SUV but just scratching along the side. Making a really loud scratching sound. We were alarmed but not to terribly worried about it.
Soon I find myself in a mall type area, maybe inside of a store that has a couple of different venders in it. I am selling some sort of product that is made by my family. And I am in charge of the store. While right next to me is a man who is selling glass products. I know this man, he is an old family friend, a glassblower. ( A wonderful friend whom I haven't seen in many years) However this man then proceeds to teach me about symbolism.
And this dream comes to an end.

The next night
Dream 2:

Again this dream starts out with me driving around in my car. Only this time there is no water. But the hood of my car goes up in flames. Just the hood nothing else. I don't know what I did but I think I just turned the car off and the strange flames just stopped burning. Whew I don't need to worry about that anymore.
I go to turn on the car again, and this time.... BOOM!!!!! My car exploded! (Hmmmmm never had that happen before)
Startled I wake up in a hospital room... I am not to badly injured I just feel abit shorter than normal. My husband comes to me and takes me to an animal shelter. We had lost 2 of our dogs, I don't know how I think they were in the car with me. Anyway they had died. So I was to pick out for myself a new dog. Somehow I found this beautiful Wolf-like dog. He was big and fluffy and about to be put to sleep. I had to save him no one else wanted him he was to mean for other families. But he loved me, I didn't necessarily choose him, I think he chose me.
Anyways I go back to the hospital room... I don't think I was supposed to leave, even though I didn't feel wounded or sick. So instead I went out for a walk around this huge hospital with my beautiful wolf dog.
Then I woke up.

The very next evening.
Dream 3:

We start out the dream by purchasing a house. A small house by the ocean. But not just my husband and I, we buy the house along with our siblings and their spouses. ( i.e. my brother, his wife, my sister in-law, her husband) And we all moved into this fairly small house on the beach.
Not only to the 3 couples move in but my brother has two children, and they move in as well as our 3 dogs: Ginger, Dolly, and Scout. In 6 of the rooms we have queen beds. These are small rooms so they only have about the room for a queen bed and nothing else. There is a bathroom one each floor but there is only 2 floors. So only 2 bathrooms but this didn't bother us. The dogs were to be kept in the basement with a stairway that lead up to a little grassy area out side... because of course dogs can't be just kept in the basement, especially these dogs.
The back door lead directly out to the ocean. Right down the sandy hill lay the beautiful turquoise of the turbulent sea. Apparently we lived on the harbour and occationally we would see large boats docked behind our house.
One morning I awoke and saw no boats out there, so I went to go and swim in the waters down there. As I stepped to the backyard I found several people digging up the sand from below my house. Just taking it away as if it didn't or shouldn't be there. I then got a little perturbed, I asked them what they were doing to my property. They said they were going to build a stage there for people to perform on. I promptly told them no they were not building a stage there. As I turned around I found that a very large backhoe sitting on the ground above my house and as the roof of my house went into the ground it was sitting ontop of my house. I then got more angry.... I walked up to where the backhoe was and found that a large carnival was being set up in my front yard...
Ok this is not happening I said to myself. So I proceed to the ticket both where I see two young gentlemen standing. I ask them where I might find the manager or owner of this carnival. ( So that I may rip his head off) The young man begins to try and solve my problem. But I know that this is not a problem that can be solved by this kid and I tell him more firmly that I need to speak to the owner. Well he meanders about with his words and Finally by the time that I am infuriated he says that he will take me to the owner.
So I am now walking around following the young man to the owner. But does this kid take you directly to the owner, no, he startes walking around in circles. He stops to help a coworker, and he then sits down to talk. I stand there with my arms folded tight. Glaring my best glare. The kid doesn't even look at me until I yell, "Owner NOW!". Ok so he begins to walk again. And this situation repeats itself, I don't know how many times.
Finally after hours of him trying to get me distracted so that I forget what I need to speak to the owner about, but only resulting in gettime me Incredibly infuriated the kid takes me to the owners office.
I walk in and see that the owner is on the phone. Ok I will wait. Standing there I wait as the owner has a very lengthy conversation on the phone... he acts as if he can't see me. He ends the phone call. And continues to act as if he doesn't see me and he asks the kid if his work is done the kid says no, and sits at his desk next to the owner. Not saying one word about me, I watch a bit of this happen and finally...
I smack my hands down onto the desk and begin to scream at the owner... How dare you think you can get away with this I own this land and you are going to destroy my house!! I I then proceed to blow up as all of this rage had been building in me from the time I saw the sand being removed from underneath my house.
The picture of the sand being gone from beneath my house just kept flashing across my mind. And I know how dangerous it is when the sand gets taken away. Thus they are going to ruin my house and make it no longer safe for me to live in and I cannot have this happen.
Then I think to myself.... oh no I turned off the alarm clock... what time is it... am I late for work... And I wake up.

So those are my most recent perplexing dreams. What should I take from them if anything. I don't know. Maybe they are just a bunch of mixed up emotions. Or maybe there is something to be learned from them.... All I know is a house built on sand can never last... the sand will move and the house cannot stand firm... this is why we must build our houses on stone and rock... Solid foundations that never move. Not with wind or water.


How do we find these solid foundations?