Sparkle, bubble, pop.

Well, I hope everyone had a super holiday! I was very happy to have the family in town. The three kids together were adorable, and mostly well behaved.

Unfortunately I got the flu on Christmas day, and was in bed for the next five days with no access to all the cuteness. I did get to catch up on old and/or cheesy movie watching though. I'm still a bit wobbly, but I did manage to make it out to work for a couple of hours today.

I have stuffed my computer to the gills with pictures, and have no room for uploading. I got various external drives, and will try to correct that situation ASAP. In the meantime, I am keeping a sharp eye out for a good deal on an old View Master style camera. I LOVED View Master reels as a kid, and would LOVE to be able to make my own.

I am feeling very emotional today. It is New Year's Eve, so it is to be expected. I am wishing the best for all of you, and also thanking you for all your love and support! :-) Happy New Year!

Mr Urbane

The Roomie and I

The best 80s Cover Band ever.

The fam.

Mrs and Mr KittyP cutting a rug.

Exactly how I feel.

Catching up with more old friends.

Catching up with old friends.

Mr Salsapants getting blown away.

Mr. Urbane's new furry guy.

Mammy and Pappy on a much deserved rest hike.

Ok, OK.

I KNOW!! I haven't posted anything in four months, but I've been busy.
We finished the house, and it is now on the market. It all seems like a dream now.
I went to NYC again to see my beloveds there. Then I came home, and came home. I went to Mrs. KittyP's hitching, which was great. Mis Cj has come to visit a few times, which rocks! I've spent the odd bit of time with Mr. Salsapants, and Mr Urbane. Mr. Urbane's furry, young man is bringing joy to one and all. I got a job driving around, which I don't like so much as I thought I would, but I won't keep doing it for long. At least I see the sun, and some insane houses. A-man has me making daily car reports about what I see each day. Miss EE is getting cheekier and chattier every day. The kids (all of them) are my joy. I am still wondering about my path/my purpose. I'll get there. Now, a story.

I went to get all my hair hacked off the other day, and then, after his haircut, A-man and I had some pancakes at IHOP, two doors down. It is amazing to see the little man he is becoming. We were eating, and all of a sudden he said, "Isabella's tooth is loose." We had a nice little chat about the tooth fairy, and I wondered if the idea of your teeth falling out was scary to him. Then, a few minutes later he turned and asked, "Do you love Mom?" I explained that I love,love,love,love,loved her, as I do all my loved ones. Then we proceeded to make lots of funny faces at each other.

I am looking very forward to the next few days with the family, and then the tropical days with the family soon there after.

Peace, love, and joy to you all.

Twins.

This morning I had a dream. I was pregnant. I have no idea who the father was, and in the dream it didn’t seem to matter. I was at the hospital getting ready for the births. There seemed to be some fussing about in regards to comfortable robes etc. Mammy and S were there. I was pretty calm. I was very specific with the nurses etc. NO vaccinations! I was lying around and nothing was happening. I got up and went for a walk. I was outside and S was with me. I think CJ might have been there too. I was talking to someone about the baby, and I looked down and realized my belly had gotten a lot smaller. I was a bit worried at first, until S said, “It is because the baby is most of the way out!” I looked down and she was right. I sort of thought, “WOW! How could I have not noticed!” She took the baby, and I remember seeing some goop (ICK!), and then she said something about the way it looked and that there was another baby. The other baby popped out with no problems. There was no pain and little effort in the process, and I remember thinking, “Walking really does make birth easier!” Both of the babies were boys, but they were total opposites. Of course they looked more like one year olds than newborns, but one had brown eyes and brown hair and the other had blond hair and blue eyes. I had very strong feelings about these boys. I loved them instantly and fiercely. It didn’t matter that the daddy was a complete mystery. The family was very excited, and I knew they would help out. I overall feeling was that I WANTED these boys, they were MINE, and that they were MEANT to be.

I have no idea what the boys were supposed to represent.

The way NOT to drive down the hill.

Miz. C.T.

My lovely Gnome friend.

Mr Shutterbug.

Mr. Letterwriter.

The Older Cutie.