Sunday, November 12, 2006
Well that just sucks.
I switched both blogs over to the new Blogger. (For those of you who don't use it you will have no idea what I am talking about, but you can now "search" through my labels I put on things and read my entries by topic.) Well, wouldn't you know now that it's by e-mail address all of my blogs (well, both) have the same profile and name at the bottom. So, now if you look at my profile you see what would be Sam's, and I am not gonna change that one. Also, my blog is now signed with Samantha's name. Uch, technology upgrades aren't always "upgrades".
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Those Big Fanciful Dreams
I am not one that is big on dreams and their meaning and sharing them, but I had a dream that scared the beejezus out of me and I want to share it. Ok, you can't laugh, because some of it is weird, or funny as David laughed at me.
So I was in a hospital on like the 50th floor and has this huge pane window on my left side. All of a sudden there was this fighter jet hovering (I don't know how it just did) right outside my window. I freaked out because I thought it was going to shoot me and so I hid behind my bed and told David to close my blinds. It took off and I got back into bed only for it to reappear. Next thing I knew there was this green stuff being shot at the plane from above the hospital. I knew, without seeing the craft, that it was coming from an alien spaceship. (It was shooting green stuff like in Independence Day)The fighter jet took off and an all out war started.
Next thing I knew we were in a car with Sam and Jade headed toward our house in St Charles (?). We were speeding away from the city and you could see it in the background with the large spaceship over downtown St Louis and we were going across the bridge. We pulled off and I was panicking because we needed diapers and wipes and formula if we were going to run away and we didn't have any money. We stopped at this one store and spent out last bit of money on some supplies, details unknown. I was asking the woman there if she knew what was going on as she had a television that was on, but was now all snow. She said yes, they were coming and we would all die. "We've been here a long time you know," she said, "It's in the water." I freaked out because she had just given Jade a dixie cup with water so I threw it out of her hands and we began to run, David holding Sam and our car had now disappeared.
We eventually made it home and I ran to the computer to see if I could find any news online. When I punched up MSN news there was a picture of Sam's ultrasound (there was one where her mouth was open and her thumb was going toward the mouth, very creepy looking.) She was moving her thumb back and forth and over the picture was this sound that I of course understood to be the alien language and it was saying, "We started it all in the womb." I screamed and screamed and was trying to tell David as he walked through the door that Samantha was an alien and was going to kill us. It was one of those horrible anguish filled screams because I instantly knew we had to get rid of Sam to survive but she was my baby.
I woke up at this point freaking out and shaking. I don't know why it scared me so bad but it did. A few days later I was thinking about it and I realized why I felt so....desperate, so scared, and so hurt when I realized Sam was an alien. Our children are the only ones that can really hurt us. We put so much into them, our heart and souls, and so much time and effort into making them the best we hope to make them. Anyway, this is my bad dream, creepy or not to you, and it scared the hell out of me.
So I was in a hospital on like the 50th floor and has this huge pane window on my left side. All of a sudden there was this fighter jet hovering (I don't know how it just did) right outside my window. I freaked out because I thought it was going to shoot me and so I hid behind my bed and told David to close my blinds. It took off and I got back into bed only for it to reappear. Next thing I knew there was this green stuff being shot at the plane from above the hospital. I knew, without seeing the craft, that it was coming from an alien spaceship. (It was shooting green stuff like in Independence Day)The fighter jet took off and an all out war started.
Next thing I knew we were in a car with Sam and Jade headed toward our house in St Charles (?). We were speeding away from the city and you could see it in the background with the large spaceship over downtown St Louis and we were going across the bridge. We pulled off and I was panicking because we needed diapers and wipes and formula if we were going to run away and we didn't have any money. We stopped at this one store and spent out last bit of money on some supplies, details unknown. I was asking the woman there if she knew what was going on as she had a television that was on, but was now all snow. She said yes, they were coming and we would all die. "We've been here a long time you know," she said, "It's in the water." I freaked out because she had just given Jade a dixie cup with water so I threw it out of her hands and we began to run, David holding Sam and our car had now disappeared.
We eventually made it home and I ran to the computer to see if I could find any news online. When I punched up MSN news there was a picture of Sam's ultrasound (there was one where her mouth was open and her thumb was going toward the mouth, very creepy looking.) She was moving her thumb back and forth and over the picture was this sound that I of course understood to be the alien language and it was saying, "We started it all in the womb." I screamed and screamed and was trying to tell David as he walked through the door that Samantha was an alien and was going to kill us. It was one of those horrible anguish filled screams because I instantly knew we had to get rid of Sam to survive but she was my baby.
I woke up at this point freaking out and shaking. I don't know why it scared me so bad but it did. A few days later I was thinking about it and I realized why I felt so....desperate, so scared, and so hurt when I realized Sam was an alien. Our children are the only ones that can really hurt us. We put so much into them, our heart and souls, and so much time and effort into making them the best we hope to make them. Anyway, this is my bad dream, creepy or not to you, and it scared the hell out of me.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Night and Day
Looking at my blog I realized the last few things on there were not so positive things about my husband, and then today I am talking about him and not threatening death. Well, yes, he is here. And alive. For now anyway, I do threaten death nearly everyday to him. So, his explanation...He was having trouble with my mom dying too. Hell of a way to show it. Whatever, I'm done with it for now, sort of. Oh yeah, for all of you in Missouri, don't forget to vote next Tuesday.
YES ON AMENDMENT TWO!!!!
YES ON AMENDMENT TWO!!!!
It's About Time....
I needed to get that awful blog off as the first thing you see. So, as baby news is the only news in my world lately, Sam is getting big. Pulling up on things and stepping with fingers in hand and all. Man, time has gone by so fast, already 7 months. Semester at school is coming to an end so of course all the insanity that goes with that is running around. David got into the police academy so he is going off to be an important cop type thing at the end of the month. Lots going on here I guess. Tired. Good night.
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