Outta Control

I just have to share. I took Pinochle to get microchipped this weekend. As we rode along the highway, she barrel rolled and howled in her little cat bag. It was pathetic. She was acting like a two-year old: laying on her back howling while looking straight at me. Then, she proceeded to mash her face into the side of the bag. I mean-seriously- it was the most entertaining car ride I've had in a while. Does this make me a bad kittty mom? I sure hope not. Don't you worry. Pinochle is just fine even if she would like you all to think otherwise.

I love this stuff

I used to write down my dreams and interpret them more. I really should get back into the habit again because I feel dreams allow you to be more aware of how you process life and cope with changes. I posted my dream earlier this week because I thought it was strange and I hadn't had such a vivid dream in a while. My interpretation hits home - to me.

Let's begin.

My bigamy suggests I'm having a difficult time making a decision. Evan represents not only harmony, but also all of the feelings I normally associate with him: Greg and I danced to his song Hard Drive at our wedding.

The beach setting and indigo storm cloud symbolize unknown changes in my life and struggling with fear and confusion. The fact that I found safety from the storm indicates these problems will blow over quickly. The water slide constructed of metal and blue tarps illustrates my optimism and strength of character. Sliding down the water slide represents feeling swept away by my emotions while still going with the flow. The tarps in the splash pool at first inspired fear, but eventually left me with feelings of comfort as I found myself in the company of loved ones again.

I find all of this incredibly humbling. My brain is working through things I barely feel on the surface of my daily life.

I'm Bigamist on a Water Slide

Okay. I had this crazy dream last night and why not post it to jazz things up on here? I'm thinking I'll post the dream today and do a little dream interpreting tomorrow?
I'm on a beach and I suddenly realize that I'm married to Greg AND Evan Dando. I'm thinking, How did this happen? Someone nearby pointed out that since Evan was at my wedding and stood up there with me and Greg- we're married. I have a flashback -in my dream- of Evan at the wedding and I think, Yep. I guess you're right. I wonder what Greg thinks about all of this?
A big, indigo-colored storm cloud rolls in and I know I need to get the heck off that beach and to safety. As it turns out, the route to safety is a huge water slide that I have to climb up. It's made from blue tarps and metal pipes. Real safe. I'm kind of freaking out, but I'm having a pretty good time sliding down. At the bottom, the splash pool is full of tarps. I can't seem to get up for air, but just as I begin to freak- everything works out and I'm out of the pool and safe from the storm.
I'm surrounded by friends and family and having a great time talking about the water slide and my new marriage realization.

Winslow!!!

Welcome back and Happy New Year to you! I'm back to the daily grid after a rather short-lived holiday season. Greg and I have found a new friend to share the new year with and hopefully many more to come. Meet Winslow.

I've posted his mugshot from PAWS where we adopted him shortly before Christmas. Would you like to hear his story? He was picked up by Dekalb County Animal Control and placed in a cage with several other big dogs sharing one food bowl. PAWS noticed how skinny he was and figured he was too meek to fight for his grub. They rescued him and brought him to their no-kill animal shelter to find a home. Evidently, Winslow is quite the escape artist. He managed to find his way out of his first family's fenced in yard only to be found 4 days later. The family decided that was enough for them and brought him back to PAWS. We'd been watching their website to find the friend we were hoping to adopt over the holidays. We went to PAWS the Friday before Christmas to "window shop" and walk a few of the pups we had our eyes on. I had no intention of leaving with a dog. We had a dinner date over at a friend's place that evening.

We walked a few of the dogs before we came to Winslow's cage. He came up to us and licked my hand. I melted and asked Greg if he wanted to walk one more. We were both a little saddened by his resemblance to our Zoe, but I figured it was worth a shot. On the walking trail, my eyes filled with tears and I just knew. I knew Winslow needed to come home with us. We called Jen to make sure it was okay to bring along another dinner guest as we filled out the paperwork.

Winslow is adjusting well to his new home with us and the kitties. I've added another picture of him.....he's a little camera shy.