Totally Jinxed It

Originally posted July 26/2007 on "Allison Wonderland"



OK, so I spoke too soon... but I said I wouldn't write any more about that, so let's just move on, shall we?*

I think I got to sleep at a good time last night- I don't really remember. I know I stayed up later than I had planned to because I found a bunch of Martha Stewart Living and Real Simple magazines I hadn't hacked to pieces yet. It's not a malicious thing- it's a dream thing. See, I don't have room to keep all those magazines around, but they have so much nice stuff in them... good things, if you will. Things that I hope will some day be a part of my life. Alright, so I know I'm never going to be the type who sets out an elaborate brunch with a selection of fresh-squeezed juices for weekend guests, but I can pretend, right? Houses in the country, huge gardens, heirloom chicken breeds, big, quiet libraries, matching (new) furniture, flower arrangements, hand-made gifts- I even cut out colours I really like. And the fact that every room in every picture is neat as a pin would indicate that I also want a maid, since I've never been able to keep up with that crap. Oh, and FOOD- Christmas dinners, pies, cookies, seafood, the occasional well-presented salad- and I do keep the recipes, just in case. So that was my evening- magazines, scissors, and the end of "Wedding Crashers", which we started on Sunday.

More dreams after that, but not of the "if I won the lottery" variety. Sleep dreams. I've never had "normal" dreams- those are AJ's territory. Oh, HE gets to meet famous people and hang out with them in his dreams; he gets to go out with the girls on Friends (and presumably bang them- I didn't ask). I get to dream about work, and how we had this plan to use bales of used clothing to smuggle booze over the border in case prohibition returned. And then some Russian border guards (?) demanded that we empty our pockets and surrender our Chap Sticks before we came back to Canada. And there was a boat... Anyway, I don't think I actually got a lot of good sleep last night.

I'm going back to bed.



*though I'd like to thank the very helpful guys at work who a) offered to get me a bucket and b) suggested sticking my head out the side door, since it was closer than the bathroom.