weekend roundup.

Well I had a really good weekend.

 

I finished early on Friday, did some shopping and went home.  I had a quiet evening  reading and lounging, and felt unexpectedly exhausted about 8pm, so went to bed early.  A good thing I did.

 

I got woken up insanely early when Wentworth hopped on the bed at 4am for snuggles.  He also wanted food, but he came back for snuggles so it wasn’t entirely mercenary and we snuggled for ages.  I got up about six as my friend Zoe who was supposed to be coming over about 12ish asked to come over earlier so she could take advantage of a lift from her boyfriend Joe.  She arrived about half 8, but I’d been productive, mostly tidying things like my sewing away, and having some breakfast (pancakes!) and watching TV shows that I haven’t had time to see like Jericho on BBC.  I was just starting on the pie that was meant for dinner when she arrived.  We made the pie, and watched Disney films.  I also did some art and made vegan Pho for lunch (delicious!)  Zoe hadn’t gotten much sleep, and I wasn’t feeling very active so it was quite a lazy day.  We watched Treasure Planet, Wreck it Ralf, Lilo & Stitch and Big Hero 6.  I also did a bit more work on my bunny seven deadly sins pieces of art.  (lust is tasteful! honest!).  There was a minor hiccup in the evening plans (Joe was supposed to join us with Russ after work but the car failed it’s MOT, so another friend was added to the Gathering, and I met a guy called Joel who Joe Zoe & Russ have known since secondary school.

 

Russ was delighted with the cushion I’d sewed for him (it’s taken him four months to be free to come and pick it up!).  It is an applique cushion of the Legend of the Five Rings Dragon Mon. Joel was a nice guy.  Everyone enjoyed the pie which was gratifying as it was vegan and experimental, and Joe brought a plum and cinnamon crumble which tasted amazing.  We played a couple of games of Magic the Gathering, talked magic the gathering and erm…other things.  I love Russ dearly but conversations tend to get a bit…odd…around him. He is a great and lovely guy but quite a free spirit.  So conversation went from dating to sites to a website that deals with fetishists of which he is one (some of THOSE are deeply weird his are quite tame.  I mean who has a fetish of someone stroking their nose?!?! (not one of his)- and that’s just one of the clean fetishes.  some of them are just …ick.)  But anyway we had a good laugh over them, and I suspect ‘I bet there’s a fetish for that’ will be cropping up at random intervals in conversation at points when it will be most amusing from now on.  We (well Zoe) also came up with a username for Joel for a normal dating site and we agreed that we should all go to the pre release of Innistrad if we are free.  They left about half ten-eleven ish, and I pretty much collapsed into bed.

 

I still woke quite early.  Got up, dressed, had tea and started playing Extreme gardening: Lego edition.  Also known as building the raised beds.  It was bloody freezing out, and there were a few showers but I got two of the beds done.  I have one more to build, and think I may need to acquire a fourth.  Then I need to acquire all the mulch and soil ever to fill them.  That took most of the day.  I stopped about nine for plum crumble for breakfast (still yum!) had a baked spud as a late lunch about two.  I listened to podcasts while I worked.  Had a brief nap, and then did a bit of housework, and re stitched the regency pelisse bodice I’ve been working on.  I’ll explain about that in a post soon I promise.  I prepped my bag for the morning, had a nice hot bath and a fairly late night, as I watched the conclusion of War and Peace – a really excellent show.  Gorgeous costumes.

17/02/2014

I dreamt I was in this weird rackety house with large garden.  There was a twister headed our way.  We retreat to the house, it has a waterfall inside, and lizard pet bunnies (yes LIZARD bunnies), as the house gets a bit chewed up, we retreat to the top of the house, where there is an ill woman in a hospital bed. She has a special sword with her.

18/11/2013

18/11/13

 

Weird dreams last night. I dreamt one of my colleagues Mel was training to become a prostitute!  And she’s the last person to become one of them! But there she was, in red and black stylish clothing, and we met up on a circular bench in Didcot for a chat.

 

The next dream fragment was me visiting my friend Sam’s house or going to a shop with him.  Sam was in a black parka jacket, and we were going to buy/play a samurai card game Legend of the Five Rings. There were definitely Ninja’s involved, possibly as part of a new card expansion.  There was a toilet hidden by a cupboard in the shop I remember.

 

The final dream fragment was me seeing my bunny Wentworth with a towel rolling around on it like a cat would.  There was a creamy substance on the towel. It was acting like catnip would on a cat on him.

 

13/10/13

13/10/13

After waking up to hear my bunny Wentworth having a whole series of sneezes in the middle of the night (it sounds so cute coming from such a tiny creature, but will have to get him to a vet to check it out soon) I had a dream about it.

In the dream, Wentworth has been given drops by the vet for me to give him. The dream involves lots of me holding him and tilting him on his back (something he hates) and cradling in my arms, as he doesn’t like it, there is some struggling being when he was tilted backwards, and then I put some watery drips up his nose, and put a weird yellow greeny sticky solution on his eyes. It seems to work however. Then the dream shifted and I had gone to an airport where there was a girl also needing the eye drops as she has some form of TB….and the stuff actually worked on her.

18/12/12

18/12/12

Not the most vivid of dreams. It was all about a holiday. A teacher is injured and my pet rabbit Wentworth is loose. We were in the mountains, there was a chalet, my friends, food and, randomly, a vending machine.

2/9/12

2/9/12

I dream I am in an aircraft that is running down the runway on a coast somewhere. I need to escape. Others escape first with Willoughby. I escape with Wentworth (these are my bunnies). I bounce so am not too badly injured. My backpack gets left somewhere on the coast. I love Wenty – he makes a friend of a white bunny. I have to traipse back along the coast to where I left my backpack. Thankfully it’s there, though the tide has risen and it’s almost gotten wet. If it rises any more I may have trouble getting back

28/7/12

28/07/12

I had a very sweet dream last night in which my frinds Zoe & Joe’s kitten Karma stowed away in my backpack when I went home last night (I’d been round to finalise my Mage role play character after the last one got killed in battle. I’m going to miss playing Melly. She was wonderfully naiive! Anyway. I get home and discover Karma in my backpack curled up among my books. She jumps out and starts exploring (shes the fluffy deaf one – the other (Kismet) is very sleek and can hear perfectly well) Wentworth is loose in my room. He comes to say hello. He does his usual thing of shoving his nose under the cat’s shoulder. I get the impression he’s trying to nip Karma on the3 shoulder to show who’s in charge, but I pull him away, tell him off and then he behaves himself. It was really sweet – Wentworth was sitting on my pillow keeping it warm when I went to bed last night/this morning (not in the dream), I went to bed in the dream, but then worried that Karma would escape through the open windows, but was too tired to do anything about it and told myself it wouldn’t be a problem. Karma stayed in my room with Wentworth overnight until I could return her

I did have another fragment last night as well. I was in he city and it was raining. I was under a bridge when I meet up with some other cyclists (only the bikes aren’t mountain bike type – they are the foldable type I’ve seen at the train station occasionally). They are singing a song and I tell them I have alternate wording, and try to sing it, but it comes out as a squeak. I can’t even tell you what the song was (though I will edit if I do – plus the alternate lyrics if I come across it and if I remember!) There was more too, but I don’t remember it.

29/11/10

29/11/10

Last night I had two dreams. The first dream was DEFINIELY TV related and would make a pretty great plot bunny with a bit of tweaking. I watched Downton Abbey or at least the first couple of episodes. So in my dream I ended up being the little scullery maid that gets ordered around by everyone and never gets to be upstairs when the family are around/guests are arriving and the staff are lining up to be viewed.

SO I am the maid, and am being ordered around, when suddenly I get told to go get some of the apple wood/black wood smoked something or other – Tom the footman knows where it is. But Tom isn’t around, so I have to go get it myself, and three boys are all teasing me because they are making me think it’s scary in there. So I go into the room – which has a sort of forest and I slowly make my way through. Its quite scary and dark – very few leaves on the trees, and no matter how hard I try I can’t find this apple wood smoked thing. I see a clearing in which there are some odd birds feeding and then round a corner. There is a big pool and a cascade and rocks to either side and I try to climb along the rocks, possibly to search for or to reach whatever it is I am looking for, but I slip. I don’t end up in the water but I do end up looking out over the water, and I see a whirlpool/bubbles area and think that there might be a secret garden or area beyond despite it patently being a complete and utter death trap. So I enter the water and begin to swim. The cook who scolds then comes looking for me wandering why I am taking so long and thinking that if I am slacking I (the maid me will be in for it if I AM found slacking. She sees me in the water. Automatically assumes that I am young and therefore can’t swim (possibly she wasn’t taught until she was much older – or I was thrashing around a bit), she dives straight in, but I am nearing the bubble whirlpool and ‘push’ her away…she disappears anyway. Then an old butler/valet comes searching for me, and seeing me in the water automatically assumes I am in danger (perhaps I was – I don’t know what was in the water, but he probably did). So he rushes in and tries to save me. I am still swimming towards the bubble/whirlpool and ignore his cries of warning – or don’t hear them or something. So he dives in and also tries to rescue me, only by this time my legs are in the bubble whirlpool – which doesn’t feel all that bad to me and he drags me out of it. We make it to the shore with difficulty and collapse into unconciousness on the lake shore. Then the lord of the manner – wandering past the door to the wooded lake room wonders why the door is open or he gets a premonition that something is wrong in there and comes in. He sees me and the old valet on the bank. The butler is closest and when her rolls the guy on his back it’s obvious he is dead – face is leached white, lines and wrinkled grooved deep into his face and eyes (grey blue are wide open. Even so, the lord of the manner checks his pulse and finds none, fearing the worst for me, he moves onto the maid, who is just rousing. He picks her up and carries her out. He has tender feelings for her – she is very childlike (possibly an illegitimate child?) but he takes her out to safety anyway. Then the dream shifted.

IN the shift, I end up at home in Preston obviously my mind is sorting out my recent stay into the memory files). Mum is there, and Willoughby the bunny. We end up getting a load of visitors, who bring their pets around. They all end up in the same hutch as Willoughby – there are at least six rats (I’m a celebrity get me out of here memories?) a guinea pig and possibly another rabbit. Anyway all are scurrying about the hutch and mobbing poor Willoughby. I feel sorry for him and think it would be nice to take him upstairs so he has some space – or into his conservatory room wile the other animals remain in the hutch – I’m a bit fuzzy on that point. I got the impression that the hutch was in the downstairs lounge or possibly that was the guests…anyway, I go to the hutch, and poor Willoughby is being mobbed. There is even a baby fox in there when I look and poor will is looking quite overwhelmed. So I open the door and try to get him out – and that’s where the dream ended.

12/9/10

Several short dreams last night.

In the first, I had gone to dragon con in Atlanta with some friends from the KT and John from work. We get into the hotel, and it’s really crowded. The programmes telling us what is on and when is extortionate, so John and I decide to head into the market hall instead. We have a look around but it’s really confused. I do see these really sparkly car shaped Bow (as in bows and arrows) bag with a weird (but in the dream it is supposedly functional) attachment.

In the next I am getting onto a plane to fly somewhere. It’s /really/ cramped. I am seriously pretty much hugging the seat in front and there’s just NO space for my legs. But everyone else is in the same situation – except for the row in front which are aisle seats.

I had another dream after that that I don’t remember, probably because I woke up, and then went back to sleep again (it was only 5am – WAY too early for a Sunday!)

During the hour or so I was asleep after that I had another short dream which was set at home. I had gone out into the garden, leaving the back door open. I went over to the table, picked up the tub I planted with seeds when I was last up (there are lots of sprouts now) and then wander over to the wall of the garden where the garage is. I start pulling handfuls of seedlings out of the tub for Will the bunny, (one looks really white and slimy) and only then do I notice he’s come outside. He has a bit of a frolic. And then mum comes through. We have a chat and then we all go inside. I give will the food (he nosedives for the slimy white stuff).