Monday, October 30, 2006

Dreamlog I

She said she went to a different shul and they didn't like the noise the sky was making. The sky was spinning. A wheel made the sky spin. She said a pie was making the noise. There was a dragon that came and scratched her nose and tickled her. The sky made a noise and she put her head down in the water.

The night before, there was a snail in the bed. (Given the crying that followed, it was very scary.)

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Why the cricket song?

Things have been very quiet around here for two reasons:

First, I'm pregnant again, and due in December.

Second, my grandfather has had months of horrible health problems. He lives over a thousand miles away. I am his medical power of attorney, and my whackaloon mother is his financial power of attorney. It's been a time-consuming roadwreck.