Long time no blog

Normally when I write my blog, I'm at work. I usually write it up at home or through out the day at work and post it at work.  I recently discovered that work is blocking my blog site.  Boo! 

So I am trying out a different method of blogging. I'm typing up a blog email and will send it directly to my blog site and it should post it automatically.  So if anybody is still checking out my blog, be sure to leave me a comment and let me know if this posts. lol

 

As for why I haven't written anything lately, well I just haven't felt like writing.  I have been way too tired lately and reduced to napping on days off.  Plus, I just haven't felt that creative lately.  Even my dreams have suffered.  I miss my weird dreams. lol  I have my book file open and will reread the last chapter I wrote and see if I can make it any better or just skip it for now.  I need to get back into writing. I think it's one thing that has kept me semi-sane.  lol 

 

Just a short post today. I just wanted to see if I could email the blog and it will post.  So let me know if you see this!  Otherwise, I'll try to remember to check it at home. 

Ghostly Dream!

So, I went to lay down in bed because I was cold and ended up falling asleep. It was only 8pm and I didn't think I'd fall asleep but I did and now I'm glad. I had one of my strange dreams and this one was spooky.

The dream starts and I’m picking up a camcorder from an unused room out of the house. It was an old video camera that used VHS tapes. I saw it had a tape and turned on the camera. Didn’t catch what was on the tape the first time because I turning off a TV in that spare room I was in. I carried the camera out and started to watch it. I ran into Dad who was walking into that spare room to watch a star wars movie. He walked passed and I rewound the tape to start from the beginning again.

The scene on the tape was a nursery, I could see a big room, with an empty crib in it and it was dark. It was like one of those night vision scenes you see on TV. Dark, but you could still see things with the night vision. It looked like somebody was holding the camera and following something. The crib moved slightly like somebody bumped into it but nobody was there. Behind the crib was a counter and sink with drawers under the counter. A drawer opened with an unseen hand and closed again. The faucet turned on and then off, again with an unseen hand. I couldn’t hear any breathing on the tape, no footsteps, but I could hear the sound of the crib moving, the drawer opening and closing and the water from the faucet. The camera turned slightly from the faucet to another drawer opening and closing. Then light appeared as a nearby door opened and closed with nobody near it. Nobody alive anyway.

As I stood there watching the tape, I rewound it again and watched it again. I thought, I have to see if dad can somehow get this on the computer for me. I knew nobody would believe it but I was dying to share this. Plus getting it on a bigger screen might help me see somebody I can’t see on the smaller view screen on the camera.

I walked into the room I just left and Dad at first was laying in a hospital bed watching Star wars. Then he got out of the hospital bed and fumbled with a huge screen tv to get it hooked up so he could watch his movie on that. I watched the scene again on the camera and that’s when I woke up.

Spooky as hell and I was very excited about it too. lol

Strange Dream... even for me

It's been a while since I posted a strange dream so here's my latest one. Last night, I dreamed that I was in a strange hotel suite with my parents and my aunt. We were getting ready to leave to go somewhere and I told them I'd catch up to them because I had to call my agent real quick. So my parents and my aunt left and I was on the phone talking to my agent. A knock on the door interrupted the phone call, I told the agent to hold on while I answered the door and I swung open the door to find.... any guesses on who was standing there? Any at all? Saddam Hussein!! Yup, Saddam was standing there with a couple of body guards. I muttered Holy Crap to which the agent still on the phone asked what was going on. I couldn't answer him, I was in shock.

Saddam "Are you the author of this book?" He holds up a hard back copy of my book.

Me "yes, that's mine"

Saddam "Take her. She's coming with us." He said to his guards,

I dropped the phone and tried to close the door on them but they were of course stronger then me. So I screamed at my agent on the phone "Call the Police! Saddam is kidnapping me!" I could hear the agent laugh and say "are you nuts?" I started screaming and fighting and clawing at the arms grabbing me.

Saddam said "knock her out; we can't have her screaming like that."

They must have knocked me out because I came to in Saddam's limo. He was watching me and flipping through the book at the same time. I was sitting next to him and I tried the limo door but I couldn't get it open. "What's the meaning of this?" I asked him
Saddam replied "Is this your work too? This poem." He hands me a sheet of paper.

I look at it and start giggling. It was a poem where somebody used the song from The Grinch and changed the words to fit Saddam and his craziness. Saddam starts looking mad and he sighs "Is this yours?" I can't answer him because I'm giggling.

Thru my tears, I say, "No you asshole but I applaud whomever wrote it."

"How do I know you're not lying?" Saddam asked.

"Because it's not my style. If you did some research and read my book and other poems, you'd know that, idiot" I replied. To which Saddam hit me again.

"So you kidnapped me because you thought I wrote that poem? Why? Did it hurt your feelings?" Why couldn't I shut up? lol

Saddam was pissed off now, he told the guard sitting with us "Get rid of her." So the guard opened the limo door and threw me out of the moving vehicle.

I manage to stumble back to the hotel suite, crying and laughing the same time. Dad is pacing the floor; mom and my aunt are sitting down talking about what could have happened. I walk in the door and Dad hugs me and makes me sit down. Once I've calmed down a bit, they asked me what happened.

I calmly looked at them and replied, "I was kidnapped by Saddam Hussein"

Last night's dream that left me crying

Dream January 11, 2010

The dream starts with me standing in Becky's bedroom. It's night and Becky and Keith are sleeping in their bed. I know I'm dead but I don't know how it happened. I know I need to tell Becky something that feels so final. I walk over to Becky's side of the bed and sit down on the edge of the bed.

"Becky? Becky, wake up. I have to talk to you." I whisper

Becky wakes up startled and looks at me "What the hell are you doing here? It's 3 am." She looks over at Keith who is still asleep.

"Something happened to me at the apartment. I don't know what happened but Pipsqueek is with me." I suddenly have Pipsqueek in my arms, he's calm and purring.

Becky looks at me again, "Why can I see through you?"

"I think you know." I reply.

She gasps at me "What happened?"

"I don't know, I was asleep and suddenly I was here." I tell her. I pet Pipsqueek and look at him, "It must have been fast because it happened to Pipsqueek too."

"No. This isn't happening, it's a dream right?" She asks

"I'm afraid not." I sigh. "Becky, I wanted to let you know that I love you and everybody else. Can you tell them for me please?"

"Tell them yourself! This is a dream. Just a weird dream that I'm having."

I try to grab Becky's hand but my hand goes through hers. I sit there and look in her eyes as tears well up in both of our eyes.

"Becky, you know this isn't a dream. In your heart, you know it." Pipsqueek jumps out of my arms and runs towards something. "I have to go now. I don't know where but I have to go. Remember what I said. Tell the family I love them."

Becky starts sobbing as I start walking towards her closet and with each step, I fade a bit until I'm gone completely.

That is when I woke up crying. I don't think I've ever had a death dream like that before. It was extremely sad and choked me just thinking writing it up.

Told you so, Becky

Last night I dreamed that I was standing at a pond that had a roof covering it. Next to the pond were a couple of tables, a counter and a grill. It was night time with a full moon shining down and a couple of lights hanging from the roof over the pond. Becky was doing something at the counter but I don't know what. I was barefoot and was standing in the pond just so the water covered my feet. I looked down into the water and saw things swimming around.

I crouched down for a better look and saw alligators of various sizes from small babies to about 3 feet in length. The biggest one was white.

I said "Becky, there are a alligators in your pond. There's even a white one."

Becky replied, "No there isn't. There's nothing in my pond yet. "

"Yes, there is. Come look for yourself."

Without looking, Becky said "It's probably just the light of the moon shining on the water. There's nothing in there."

I replied with a tone, "Fine, guess it's okay for your cats to go play in the water then."

Then her 4 cats came to the water's edge and started sniffing around and pawing at the water. I picked up one cat just as the big white one came to the surface. Water splashed around which made Becky turn and look.

Becky just sighed and said "I suppose you're going to say I told you so now, huh?"

And that's when I woke up.