The Virtual Wren

My cold, which had been getting better and was almost gone... got a bit worse yesterday. I think it was having to go out and mull about in the snow and get my hands so cold they were aching (not the arthritis ache... the eminent frostbite ache)... and the fact that I very foolishly forgot to take my vitamin C yesterday. So I'm much better this morning and consequentially in a correspondingly better mood.

Taxes got done... the only knotty problem was her school grants... the costume got done, whew! I still have to do my own taxes which I am NOT looking forward to. Most of it will be pie but the business stuff could be nasty or at least time consuming. So I'm dreading that a bit.

Just before I woke up, the wasband showed up in my dream. It was so nasty and real that for a second I thought I was awake... and then I woke up. That d*mned man has not been allowed to invade my bedroom for years and I'm not letting him now, even in dream form. What made it so real is that he didn't look the same... his hair has gone all grey and he was limping and old-looking so it's not a memory.

I have a question for you all... I'm about halfway through quilting Merry Halloween and I should really lay out the next one to look at and decide on the quilting design... but which one to do next? The finished tops I have are
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I think I want to leave anyone lived in a pretty how town until 2nd next because if I start it when I finish Merry Halloween I won't have time to finish it this year before the County Fair and I want to enter it. Although I suppose I could enter it the next year... I think you have two years after you finish it to enter.

So please, everybody, vote for the one I should do next. It won't make my mind up entirely... but it will help me.

I had the oddest dream.

I was learning to serve tea (as part of my job) and a man came into the house. He stopped and looked at a religious picture on the way in and when he turned around, I 'recognized' him even though I hadn't ever seen him before and I hugged him and called him my 'brother'. He pulled back and kissed me... and I fainted! I came to thinking "that was like kissing God..." The woman who was my employer made him sit down... and not touch me... and grilled him on name (Francis John Jeremy... one of those funny names that is all first names... he went by John) and profession (I don't remember that) and his intentions etc. I finally had to tell him to go away, that I had to learn this before tomorrow and I'd see him after work. I wouldn't let him kiss me again (dumb subconscious!) for fear of falling out again.

It was all extremely vivid... and quite strange. I am not quite happy about how irreligious my subconscious is, either.

On a less odd note...
I made a new dish for dinner last night. Turkey tenderloin marinated with tequila and lime. Very tasty and even Emily claimed that it was delicious. Unfortunately, it came premarinated so I don't have a recipe for the marinade... sorry.

I had the strangest nightmares last night involving quilts, zombies, college professors, a gas station and a very rich aberdeen terrier. Which is a bit of an eclectic mix to say the least.

I woke up from a horrible nightmare, in which I was getting married tomorrow... to someone I don't know. This is not the first time I've had this particular nightmare... but it has been many many years and it comes at a weird time. I've been thinking and realized that by the time Emily is self sufficient, my mom will be to the point of needing a companion or close to it and I'm never going to be done with family responsibilities.