A couple of "road" related notes here...
First, I'm down to the last payment on my truck. This is a good thing. I'll finally own it outright. I can't wait until I have the title in my hand and don't have to keep sending anyone money on a monthly basis. {At least not for that.}
It's also a good thing because I had purchased an extended warranty that was supposed to last as long as my payments. It ran out over 25,000 miles ago. Yes, I meant miles, not kilometers, since it was bought in the U.S. of A.
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Second, I'm not here right now. I wish I was here, but I'm really over there somewhere.
Last Wednesday (Sept. 20) I flew the San Diego, California on the company dime for training. I was there until this afternoon. {Remind me to tell you about my last couple of hours in San Diego.} {Actually, I'll tell you about the whole trip over the next week of so.}
Right now I'm sitting in the airport in Phoenix, Arizona waiting for my connecting flight back to Boston. It is scheduled to touch down at Logan around 5:00AM. {AM!! That's before the sun gets up.} Then I'll get a couple hours sleep before getting in my truck and driving the 300 miles to see TWIL and spend a couple of days with her.
I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to it. I've been missing her soooo much...
In fact, I'm going to sign off for now and give her a call.
Peace.
Friday, September 29, 2006
Friday, September 08, 2006
Twilight Visits
For years now I have been attending Rites of Spring and have been wanting to get to Twilight Covening but have not managed to make it there yet.
Every year something comes up. I can't get the time off work... I can't afford the registration... Friends schedule their wedding for that weekend... etc. However, this year was looking good, like I would be able to make it.
That was until this past week.
My mother called and told me she and her sister, my aunt, are going to be coming to visit. Do you want to guess which weekend they will be here?
Don't get me wrong. I love my mother and will be happy to see her, it just strikes me as funny that they picked that weekend. Oh well, there is always next year for Twilight.
It will be good to see my mother. We talk a couple of times a month, but I haven't actually seen her since I got back up to visit for Christmas 2004. Almost 2 years ago.
I was looking forward to spending the weekend at Twilight, but now I'm looking forward even more to spending it with my mother and aunt.
Every year something comes up. I can't get the time off work... I can't afford the registration... Friends schedule their wedding for that weekend... etc. However, this year was looking good, like I would be able to make it.
That was until this past week.
My mother called and told me she and her sister, my aunt, are going to be coming to visit. Do you want to guess which weekend they will be here?
Don't get me wrong. I love my mother and will be happy to see her, it just strikes me as funny that they picked that weekend. Oh well, there is always next year for Twilight.
It will be good to see my mother. We talk a couple of times a month, but I haven't actually seen her since I got back up to visit for Christmas 2004. Almost 2 years ago.
I was looking forward to spending the weekend at Twilight, but now I'm looking forward even more to spending it with my mother and aunt.
Friday, September 01, 2006
This is what I was missing?
A few months ago I mentioned that it had been years {Decades?} since I had really remembered my dreams. Oh, there had been the very occasional nightmare that left an impression, but that was about it.
Well, I have started to remember dreams lately. Or at the very least, remember that I had been dreaming.
Over the past month {Six weeks?} there have been two dreams that stood out in my mind, for no other reason than they were so vivid even after I woke up.
In the first I dreamed that I woke up one morning and was going through a fairly typical day when I caught sight of my reflection in a window or some other shiny surface. That was when I noticed that I had about four days growth of stubble, except where my moustache should have been. That area was perfectly clean shaven. Which would explain the odd looks I had been getting throughout the day.
That dream had been so vivid, and made such an impression, that I found myself checking a few times throughtout the day to make sure my moustache was still there.
The second dream also had to do with shaving, only this time it was about me shaving myself. I was shaving and realized that the razor I was using would have to be replaced shortly. Then as I was taking a stroke under my chin, the razor caught and gave me a deep cut right at the bottom of my chin. As I tried to remove the razor, it was stuck in the cut, it started tearing at my chin leaving it a bloody, mangled mess.
I have some thoughts on what the second dream might mean, but not much on the first.
All of this has left me with mixed feelings. I am happy that I am dreaming, and remembering those dreams, again. However, the particular dreams were mildly disturbing and left me with a bemused and confused feeling.
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I hope everyone has a good Labour Day long weekend.
And when I get around to updating the lists {JavaScript generated} in my sidebar I will need to ad a link to The Ricardiblog.
Yes, that's right, Ricardipus has finally started his own blog.
Well, I have started to remember dreams lately. Or at the very least, remember that I had been dreaming.
Over the past month {Six weeks?} there have been two dreams that stood out in my mind, for no other reason than they were so vivid even after I woke up.
In the first I dreamed that I woke up one morning and was going through a fairly typical day when I caught sight of my reflection in a window or some other shiny surface. That was when I noticed that I had about four days growth of stubble, except where my moustache should have been. That area was perfectly clean shaven. Which would explain the odd looks I had been getting throughout the day.
That dream had been so vivid, and made such an impression, that I found myself checking a few times throughtout the day to make sure my moustache was still there.
The second dream also had to do with shaving, only this time it was about me shaving myself. I was shaving and realized that the razor I was using would have to be replaced shortly. Then as I was taking a stroke under my chin, the razor caught and gave me a deep cut right at the bottom of my chin. As I tried to remove the razor, it was stuck in the cut, it started tearing at my chin leaving it a bloody, mangled mess.
I have some thoughts on what the second dream might mean, but not much on the first.
All of this has left me with mixed feelings. I am happy that I am dreaming, and remembering those dreams, again. However, the particular dreams were mildly disturbing and left me with a bemused and confused feeling.
...
I hope everyone has a good Labour Day long weekend.
And when I get around to updating the lists {JavaScript generated} in my sidebar I will need to ad a link to The Ricardiblog.
Yes, that's right, Ricardipus has finally started his own blog.
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