early morning blatherings

Had a dream, not last night, but the night before that I went to Minado’s All You Can Eat Japanese Buffet. It’s a real restaurant, Rob and I go there to ruin ourselves with massive amounts of sushi and red bean ice cream. In my dream, I took my parents there for lunch but they didn’t have the familiar spread of foods. Instead they had the ugliest looking jellyfish and other deep sea creatures. I was so angry and called for the manager who just laughed in my face. I think the dream stemmed from watching Animal Planet before going to sleep.

I could very easily crawl right back into bed and go to sleep for an extra couple of hours. I think my drowziness is due to sleeping in on the weekends. If I could just continue waking up early, I might be able to wake up feeling refreshed rather than half baked.

Rob and I have been talking about possible vacation destinations. Nothing fancy. Virginia Beach, Toronto, Boston, Cape May… No decision has been made. I stick by my desire to sit on a chair and look over the ocean for a few days. I say that now but I am pretty sure after a 1/2 hour I’d get rammy.

I went to my Aunt and Uncle’s 50 year wedding anniversary over the weekend. I asked my uncle his secret for a long and happy marriage. He said the secret was in two words, Yes Dear. Isn’t that cute? Yesterday I was talking to my neighbor Trey and he said he and Adele have been married 52 years. I asked his secret and his reply was, “Say ‘I am sorry’ and ‘I love you’ and boy, you can get away with a lot!”

Ever since Lisa moved away, I’ve had so many people come up to me and ask if I would be able to swing the Donnavilla by myself. I always say, “I am not worried about that– I am perfectly fine.” But I wonder what they are really after? It just seems like such an unacceptable question. I mean, they wouldn’t volunteer to assist if I said I needed help. The question seems charged with Schadenfreude. Of course, maybe that’s my own paranoiac nature rearing it’s ugly head. Perhaps they are just making conversation. Yeah, that’s all it is.

3 thoughts on “early morning blatherings

  1. CGHill

    I suggest the canned response “No, I’m not looking for a roommate, thank you,” after which you can watch their eyes turn into saucers.

  2. Bill Marriott

    Using the word Schadenfreude in so-called ‘every day’ conversation proves that you’re one cool chick.

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