So yesterday was a bit eh but also mildly fun. Mom came home the night before from being gone all week up north for work, she stayed at a friends house to cut down on commuting, she asked me if I wanted to go out to lunch. I agreed but only because sometimes I wonder if I will hear more by disagreeing then dealing with what comes. Sure enough the moment we were in the car she use the time to inform me about the many things she wished to discuss, I think she likes to talk then because I can't just run away. So she gabbed the whole time to the restaurant, then when I went to respond to her she told me to be quiet because she wanted to enjoy her meal. Have you ever met someone who makes you wish you were violent in nature... that's my mom for you. We originally were going to go to Olive Garden but nothing there sounded tempting, I opted for Red Robin because I'm always up for a good burger, she wasn't all that happy with that so I mentioned the Thai place in the mall, I didn't really want Thai but she was paying so I wasn't about to complain. She looked and she really wanted to eat there but she wanted the early bird special, however it was only 2 and that doesn't start till 3:30. She was adamant she should ask and see if she could get the discount anyways, I'm all for asking if its something that you really don't know particulars on, but this is pretty cut and dry, so I walked off. When she caught up with me she saw this Sushi place, all you can eat, and then wanted to eat there. I would have been happy with burgers and fries but she wanted the "experience". By that I mean that you sat down and they put sushi on a conveyor belt and you plucked it off as it came by. So we stayed and ate, I'm not terribly fond of fish but the food wasn't terrible, the whole place made me think of CSI though. She loves sushi, she would have loved that place, all you can eat for 11, not bad. Made me miss her a great deal.
After we left we walked around the mall for a bit, we hit Icing and she went in and bought this unbelievably ridiculously ugly necklace. I dislike when she buys stuff and I'm around, she asks for my opinion and she and I have very different tastes in things but if I tell her my opinion about the item she gets personally offended. We have had more then a few arguments because I dislike the way something looks. I don't understand why I can't dislike something. I'm not a glitter person, I don't like gems almost ever, I dislike most cutesy things and would rather be violently ill and lying on a dirty bathroom floor then be caught wearing some form of light pink. My tennies are black with pink designs on them, they were the only style girls sneakers and they were 10 bucks, I will suffer through that because I get pleasure in knowing I'm treading those frufru pink pieces of junk through mud and grime. So when she looks at something and goes "Isn't this cute" I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. Do I tell her what I think and have her get mad at me for it or do I try to avoid telling her my opinion and get her less angry reaction to my indifference. Either way I'm really on the short end. I chose to shrug and walk away, I was surprised she didn't have some sort of fit about that, it's one of the few times that has actually worked.
After Icing we left the mall and went to Joann's Fabrics, we walked around for a bit and then I opted to look at patterns, I love looking at patterns, I keep trying to find a nice Victorian style outfit. I really like the Steampunk style, so I would like to get into making some stuff like that, but for now just a nice Victorian dress will do. I love bloomers but Butterick is usually the only pattern maker that has the best historical but they weren't on sale. However the McCall patterns were, an amazing sale, I'm sure they do it every year but it was still a nice find since I hadn't been looking for it. What was originally a 15-20 dollar pattern ended up being .99 cent a piece. I settled for these four and what would have been 60-80 dollars was just 4. Ah Life's little joys.
We came home and the kidlets finally came back from being with SES, they ran to me and hugged me and kissed me all over and though having a break was nice, I really did miss them. I put their car seats in my car and then they had me close my eyes and they presented me with a box. I started getting all teary eyed. I love boxes, I'm not sure why but I do, now I know the kids don't know that, so it was a bit of a weird moment for me. He was adamant that they had wanted to make a box but he didn't clearly answer why he didn't just keep this thing the kids had made with him. I love it though.
So we ate and they went to bed, and I stayed up chatting with my friend The Swede. It's hard getting back into the swing of taking Armand to the bus because I haven't been waking up early or even on time but besides our argument over him wearing a thicker jacket it ran mostly smoothly. The rest of the day was pretty much just a repeat of yesterday, dealing with Mom, but even that seemed better in some ways, though much worse in others.
So now, onto the main event, for the last couple of days I've been having some weird dreams...
2010.12.31
I'm walking into a grocery store. The produce section is first and then I make it to floral department to the bakery. I walk behind the bakery counter even though I don't work there and start talking to someone who does. A few customers walk into the section and she walks out from behind the counter with some trays of samples and I follow behind her as she handed them out. Every time she turned the sample would change so I tried every sample she had. Finally she ran out of samples and walked into the back room, with me following her. While she was in there a boy came to the front desk and asked for a waffle. She said she was busy but asked me if I would like to make some. She began writing down the recipe for their waffles and I looked it over and decided it wasn't a very good recipe and went out of the room to presumably make the waffles but I continue watching her in the room. She sniffs the air and then comes out into the bakery, there are stacks of big fluffy sort of donut waffles all sizzling hot on a display in the middle of the bakery. People are crowding in the small bakery area to try and buy them and I'm off in the corner with stuff all over my face and hands and she just looks at me for a moment and comes over and asks if I can make them like this all the time and I answer yes. then all of the sudden it cuts to this guy in a factory with a huge batch making mixer on the phone with someone going "what do you mean you don't want my product anymore" over and over again before throwing his phone onto the floor.
2011.01.01
I'm at my grandmothers house and Hitler busts in with some large giant body guard. He demands I take him to the solarium because he has a "treat" for me. So we walk into the solarium and he opens the door that usually leads to the back door but instead when I look down I'm looking over the edge of a huge waterfall. He cackled behind me and I look up and see the side of the house with the rest of my family standing at the window, I wave them back and they move out of site. I turn back to him and he is says "Vell?" and I look back over the edge "Am I supposed to jump?" "Nien" "Then?" "Jast Vatch" and an explosion goes off in the distance and water comes rushing backwards towards the waterfall. The water fills the gorge about halfway and the water rushing sound becomes louder but not loud enough to drown out the sounds of the gunfire in the distance. Two more people are brought into the room with me and they are shot and left on the floor. The large body guard and Hitler leave the room but promise to be back. I slowly begin to realize this is a dream I've had before and if these two are left on the floor they will be shot again so I pick them both up and they become medical supplies and I climb over the small ledge and up a ladder to the roof of the house and put them up there and then make my way back to the solarium, I want to distract Hitler and his body guard as long as possible so he stays away from my family. They come back and Hitler laughs as I will have another surprise soon. I look back out over the water and see the soldiers running through the trees and bushes firing at one another. There is a soft whistling sound next to my ear and I turn and Hitler has this frozen smile on his face and then collapses, his chest bleeding profusely. The guard grabs me and asks where the two men when, that they had medical supplies and I tell him I don't know. He climbs out the door onto the ledge of the fall and begins looking around the house, climbing partway up the latter but not seeing them. He comes back into the room and pushes me aside. He kneels down before the bleeding dictator and another bullet zings by, hitting him in the head. he falls forward and I walk over to them and look down at them. Then I am looking up from Hitler's body and at my own face which is smiling and now has a Hitler mustache.
2011.01.02
I'm standing in the middle of a field with my parents who are setting up chairs for a wedding. They put up this archway and put more flowers around that. Then my mom comes over to me, and its my mom but my mom as she was when she was really young, and my dad walks over, and he is also young and puts his arm around her waist. She then tells me "I got my dress for such a good deal" and they both are beaming at each other. I shrug and go back to putting out chairs and my brother comes by with some more flowers. Then there is a baby crying and we all walk towards this building, except there is no side to the building, you can see into all the apartments and we watch this lady try and sooth this baby. In the apartment next to that is Baby Grr and Bubbaloo playing around and I yell at them to be good because I will be up in a moment and they both yell back they will be. So I go back to setting up chairs. Finally all the chairs are done and my parents are just standing there admiring it all and I go "Did either of you call CSI?" and they both turn around and they are old again with worry all over their faces and I go "You are getting married in England and you didn't bother calling your own daughter, even though she is here now?"and they both pull out their phones and run around trying to get reception and I'm standing there shaking my head and then CSI yells hello to me and I wave her over and she is all "I got your message, cant believe they didn't call me" and I say "I know right, pretty idiotic" and then The British Twins show up and The British Echo goes "what are they doing" and I begin to laugh right before I woke up.
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