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I keep thinking of things I want to write about, but I never make it all the way over here to write. For example, the day that it snowed so much I had this great snow day post all thought out, but when I got on to write it, I discovered Bri's Snow Day post which was a video of Abe and Sam. How am I supposed to compete with babies?!? I can't do it. So that was hardly fair. But even though I had to work and everybody was overly stressed for no valid reason, I had a pretty good day. The highlight was definitely the couple who braved the elements to come in to look for an apartment that they need in July! What made this great and not as obnoxious as it should have been was the fact that every year we get that one really bad snowy day when nobody's out, but somehow that one couple who didn't have to work because the roads were too bad manages to make it to your front door (maybe they had snow shoes) to start their summer apartment search. You should know that due to the way we operate our business, it is at least a little annoying any time somebody comes in looking for an apartment more than 2 months in advance because we don't know what's available that far ahead therefore can't make the sale and the best we can really do is tell them to come back later. That morning I was talking to a guy I used to work with at Scandia, on facebook, about how happy we were to be at work and how we were sure nobody would come in. And we joked about how we knew somebody would come in looking for an apartment in July because it always happens and it's so funny, but honestly, I didn't think it would happen that day because the roads were just too bad. Nobody was out at all, but sure enough come 1:00, there they were. I couldn't help but laugh out loud when they told me they weren't moving until July. I will admit that it got less funny when I actually had to walk out in the snow to show them the apartment, but it kinda made my day just the same. So I wanted to write about that and then I wanted to write about Tilly's obedience school because she's officially registered and starts class in 2 weeks. Now when I wanted to write about this, she was behaving much better than normal because of the new "pincher collar"(it's perfectly safe and doesn't hurt her too much so don't feel sorry for her - she's bad) that I purchased for class. But unfortunately, since then she's reverted back to her old ways a little bit after apparently realizing that the collar doesn't magically punish her when she misbehaves and I actually have to get up off the couch to yank the lead and she can typically outrun me and avoid that. So I'm hoping to learn something in obedience school. I'm still thoroughly enjoying my X-Box and rewatching all of Lost. My anticipation for the final season is growing by the day.

Dream a little dream...

I dream a lot. Well, I guess they say that everybody dreams, but not everybody remembers their dreams. I do. Vividly. I have these crazy, realistic, vivid dreams every night. I don't know what that's about. Or what they mean. My dream last night starred this guy I knew in high school, briefly, and haven't seen in 10 years. He's not even on the facebook so where did that come from?? My subconscious is so random! So, in the dream, I was picking Josh up from jail. But it wasn't real jail...I mean it was, but I guess I don't know what real jail looks like so I made up some dumbed down version on some random college campus that doesn't exist. We carried all of his stuff (the stuff he apparently had on him when he got taken to jail - details are starting to get fuzzy) across campus to the dorm room we were staying in. A dorm room that looked like no dorm room I've ever been in, by the way. That's really all I remember. I remembered more when I first woke up, but it's been a couple hours now and like I said, things start to get really fuzzy. But how random is that. First, if you knew this Josh, you would know he was so not the type to ever go to jail. And how weird is it that my brain pulled him of all people out to play the male lead in this movie. I always remember things like they are real when I first wake up. When it's a good dream, I sometimes wake up and feel like i can go back. Sometimes I can, but usually when it's over, it's over. I think I've always dreamed like this. I remember having these real dreams as a little girl. I wonder what that means about me. And what could I learn about myself from these dreams. But these dreams that I have don't seem to be symbolic like dreams you hear about people analyzing. They are just movies, starring me, that I watch while I sleep.

Is this weird? Does anybody else dream like this? Most people who don't dream a lot (or at least don't remember their dreams like I do) think it's weird. To me, it's normal and I rather enjoy it.

My Tangerine Wall: Part II

I did it again. I painted my room orange, again. (See: http://karlishondell.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-tangerine-wall.html) It makes me happy. Be, Do, Have. That's a philosophy on how to get what you want by being happy with what you have....sort of. Anyway, I'm being and doing so someday, I'll have what I want. The tangerine wall was something I could do today (I already had the paint so it didn't cost me anything) and it makes a huge difference in my overall well-being.

OK, I know. I'm not super funny today, but my room's looking more like a real room. It was so white before. I hated it. It's much brighter now. You'll have to read the original Tangerine post to see why I chose the color in the first place, but here's my room!