Someone I love very much turned 37 today. Kizz has been celebrating all week (I DIG that about here – she doesn’t have a birth DAY, she has a birth WEEK).
I’m wishing her happy today, more happy tomorrow, and cumulative happy all through her 37th year!
…winter in my part of the world really CAN be pretty.
This is the view I see from my bed. As a matter of fact, I actually got INTO bed to take this picture (though I turned it around so you wouldn’t be looking at it upside down).
Now, if we could just convince the morons in SUVs that the laws of physics really DO apply to them….
I had this dream this morning before I woke up:
I was in my house (though it wasn’t THIS house, it was still my house) and I was trying to get the sequence right in order to fire a special kind of gun – a sort of energy-pulse thing that could go through walls. It turns out, I was preparing for my home to be invaded by aliens who were coming in through the roof, and I wanted to be able to shoot them through the ceiling.
When the aliens came, though, there were far too many for me to handle alone, and I was alone – very, very alone. I got one, maybe two before the gun jammed or malfunctioned in some way – I couldn’t tell what happened, I just knew no more aliens were going down and I was completely powerless without that weapon.
I spent the last few minutes of the dream trying to get the gun to work one last time so I could off myself before the aliens figured out how to work the stairs.