Drifting In Uncharted Seas
blog of a 40-someting cat wrangler in WalesArchive for April, 2008
Dreaming
I had two very strange and vivid dreams last night.
The first one was about a sheep farm, which I can understand as I live next to one. In my dream, I was in the field, looking at the lambs. I went into a barn and saw the teeniest, tinest lamb ever, about the size of a hamster. The lamb ran into a box lined with straw. I put my hand in the box and was bitten by a big green snake. I got the lamb out of the box before the snake could bite it as well. So the farmer appears and oh my, it’s Johnny Depp! (Stop laughing!) He takes me up to his house to get the doctor as by now, my right hand is turning black. By the time the doctor arrived, my feet were black between the toes. My tongue had swollen up and my mouth was all black inside, and my lips. But Mr Depp the farmer was nice because I’d saved his tiny lamb. The doctor gave me an injection which made the black go away. He said I had to stay where I was and sleep it off for a while. So wouldn’t you know it, I woke up!
That was 7am and I thought oh, I could doze for a little while longer and fell asleep again. This time I dreamt I was at the Oscars. Reason being that I was an actor and had been in a detective movie called “The Girls”. There was a group of us, who had played girl detectives. I was more crippled than I am in real life and had to use two crutches to get around, instead of one. So in the movie, they’d put me in a wheelchair. During an interval, I went out to find the loo but couldn’t find the disabled loo. (Don’t know why I was looking for that as I don’t usually use one!) I ended up outside the building and far away. I found a group of Girl Guides who were digging, for some odd reason. They took me back to the Oscars in time for our award to be announced. They showed a clip from the movie, in which I was in the wheelchair, and we were chasing a bad guy. I ran the chair into him and knocked him over so the other girls could jump on him! LOL!! It was a hoot!
There now, aren’t they funny? My dreams are often so entertaining, I really enjoy them. No idea what it all means but it was fun!
Bore da.
grumblings
So, someone kicked me off her flist on LiveJournal because I didn’t comment enough on her journal. I know, it sounds inane and it is. The thing with LJ is that you can decide who you want to read your journal, or not. So my LJ is locked and only people who have been added by me to my flist can read it. I’d been having a bit of a bad time of it over the past month, what with the death of our dear old cat Snookie and having to have eyes in the back of my head to keep up with Salem. Who has a broken back leg, but you wouldn’t have thought it. And I know, Snookie was just a cat, but I was having a hard time with the grief.
and again…
So, I thought I’d try setting wordpress up on a domain again. Why not, I thought. I’m not doing anything more interesting and anyway, there has to be a way around that spam problem. And there is, a plug in! As simple as that. If I’d known that then, I might still have pitching-pennies.
But there is a new blog at Stone Field. I’ve had that domain for a million years, doing nothing. Well, now it’s doing something. I think I’ll still keep this one though. I’m getting a tad fed up for Livejournal and it’s clones. The community aspect of it all is fun, but I’m seeing disadvantages as well. For example, I was just bumped off someone’s friends list because she thought I’d stopped posting. I’d actually posted six times this month. But yes, I suppose there was a bit of a hiatus while I mourned for our cat Snookie, who had just died. I know, I know, he was just a cat. And posting endless and unintelligable entries about her local school, and countless entries about politics were just y’know, fascinating. But I wouldn’t have said so to her and accepted that that was what she wanted to talk about.
Ah well. I am beginning to see the point of wordpress et al. So I think I’ll try posting here and at Stone Field as well.
I’m back.
Well, that experiment didn’t work out. I got wordpress up and running all right and it was great. But I got scads of the nastiest spam in the comments. I suppose I could have done something about it, but I lost heart. And in the end, I let the domain lapse. I’m sorry about that, I would have liked to keep pitching pennies. Ah well, maybe I’ll try again another day and learn how to stop the spam.
An update is needed as things have changed a lot around here. To being with, we moved out of Merthyr Tydfil in september 2006 and are now living in Aberystwyth. We’re in a tiny hamlet with just 12 houses, about 3 or 4 miles south of Aber. Our house is gorgeous, a little white cottage that’s over 200 year old. We’re down to four cats as we’ve lost two of them to the Rainbow Bridge. There are two hens in the family now and a goldfish. Daughter has graduated from Aber university and is now working for the RSPB in Anglesey. Husband is still contracting and is currently in Newcastle, digging as escape tunnel as he hates the company he’s working for. And me? Still the same. Large as life and twice as natural.
Nothing really changes for me. I’m the constant that everyone else circles around. Which is fine, I like being the centre of everything. Baking cakes, being P’s secretary and tech support. I’ve always been a country mouse and a bit of a home body. Not a housewife though! I’m dreadful at housework.
Thinking about it, I’d really like to go back to blogging just for myself. Not caring about the comments, if anyone’s reading this rubbish. And you know, this is no more complicated than LiveJournal, or one of it’s clones. I’m not promising to write often or at all, just that I’d like to. Which is enough when you think about it. Which is pretty much how my life is ordered. I’d like to do certain things; I don’t expect that I actually will, but I’m happy with the thought of it. If you see what I mean. I guess I chose my blog title well!
