puppy love...

Today was our first full day at home with Owen & Sage. We're so pleased with them. They're so playful and happy and loving. I think they like their new home.

borscht...

i had borscht!!! =) I don't know why that's such a big deal. maybe it's because it's such a cool name? maybe it's because i can't believe i actually ate a soup made with almost nothing but beets. (i always thought i hated beets.) i love my ukrainian friend and i can't wait to go back & eat more pink soup & apple pie that tastes like angel food cake.

doom funnel...

Let's please remember this feeling & stop drinking coffee. I don't know why I do it. I hate the way it makes me feel. It's nice to have an energy boost when you feel like you need a little extra help in the day, but it's never worth it. What I don't get is why nobody else seems to have this problem with coffee. Honestly, the coffee I had today was decaf. =) I must be allergic.

sweet friend...

Today, after swimming lessons, Emmeli was telling me about how she went to the deep part of the shallow end all by herself, but some boys in her swim class didn't want to go. I commended her for being the brave one, then she said, "Oh they were brave, they were just scared."

sleep...

Where'd everybody go??? Everyone's in bed & I'm wide awake! The house is still & vacant, but it feels like the middle of the afternoon for some reason. It feels like people should be running around doing something, including me. Wake up people, I need someone to talk to. Maybe I can make myself sleepy by thinking of something lovely to dream about. Last night I had some really cool dreams, but I really can't remember what they were about. I remember there was going to be some sort of battle, which is weird, I've never dreamt about being in a battle before. But I don't think anyone was going to get hurt. All I know is I was excited about it & I wasn't afraid at all. Anyway, it never happened, because I woke up. I remember the people I was with weren't people, but I don't remember what they were. They were friendly, though, & I was captivated by them. I remember riding on some sort of board that half rolled & half floated over some globular rocks that acted as wheels. I rushed down a hill, went flying way up in the air, & landed in some water near the shore, a little unexpectedly, right before I woke up. That was fun. I've been thinking a lot about dreams lately. Isn't it crazy how much of our lives we spend dreaming? It's like another life we live. The weird thing is, we don't seem to remember half of what we dream. Seriously, what's the point of thinking something if you don't know you thought it? I really need to go to sleep.

dream house...

Sometimes I dream about houses... I'll be having such a lovely time, and then I wake up to discover I was dreaming. It's o.k. It's a very brief disappointment, b/c I'm certainly very thankful for a real house, even if it's not as fantabulous as the dreamed up one. Sometimes I sort of remember my dream throughout the day and work my way through the same cycle several times: excitement mixed with anticipation, cognizance, chagrin, sensibility, gratitude. Yesterday I experienced that familiar feeling and realized midway thru chagrin- wait a minute - this is really happening. There really is a house. I can be excited! Forget sensibility! This may or may not happen, but at least I didn't dream it up! It was very cool. I'm letting myself get way out of hand with hopefulness with this one, but that's o.k. I'm having fun on this roller coaster ride.