Nightmares can be fun

I got to thinking earlier this evening, and I cannot tell you where the thought came from, other than out of thin air.  I think one of the best feelings in the world is when you wake up from a nightmare and realize it's not real.  Especially those where you totally eff up your life in the dream. 

For instance (and this isn't a total effing up my life dream, but I effed something up), I had a dream once that I totaled my car, and I think it was due to drinking, as in the dream, I did not remember driving my car home.  But when I was looking at my car in the driveway, it was totally wrecked.  Like, one of the wheels was not on the car quite right, the hood was all messed up, and there wasn't much front end to look at.  The car was sitting lopsided in my driveway.  When I woke up, I started processing the dream, and really had the urge to make sure it was a dream by looking at my car through the window just to make sure it wasn't wrecked.  Then I started really thinking about it, and I remembered in the dream I drove a Dodge.  In reality, I don't drive a Dodge, I drive a Jeep.  I know they are essentially the same company, but that's not the point.  The point is, when I finally realized the dream wasn't real, it was awesome.  I can totally tear up shit in my dreams, then wake up, and it's like a clean slate.  A second chance.  Until I go back to sleep, and tear up more shit.

I haven't blogged in a while.  Been busy.  Or lazy.  Most likely the latter of the two, really.  What's been going on in the last month...

We got a puppy.  He's 6 months old, a shepherd/lab mix, and his name is shadow.  He's here:

He's still got a lot of the idiot puppy in him.  But he's fun, most of the time.  When he's not chasing cats, or crying at night.

I popped my back yesterday.  It HURTS!  It's my lower back, so moving around last night sucked big time.  Sharp, stabbing pains were occurring.  And, my upper back is sore too.  I probably should go see a doctor, but I don't want to.  From what I understand of back injuries, they are hard to treat, and treatment is slow at best.  I don't want to just take a bunch of pain killers and wait for my back to get better.  Course, that's exactly what I'm doing now, so...yeah.  At least I haven't paid anyone to tell me my life is going to suck for a while.

We're going to the fair this Friday night to see Marshall Tucker and Foghat.  Somehow, I've managed to miss seeing either of these bands, but I'm remedying that.  I'm also going to see Styx in December.  My mom bought me, Charles, my dad and her tickets as my dad and my birthday presents.  I'm excited.  I've seen them once before, and they are definitely worth seeing again.

October is always a super busy month for me.  My nephew's birthday is this month; he wants to go to the aquarium in Atlanta for it.  So we'll be headed there in a few weeks.  It's the same weekend at Talladega, so we'll be in Atlanta on Saturday, and Talladega on Sunday.  That's a very busy weekend.  Then there's the fair (which I've already mentioned).  I usually try to make it to an Auburn game in October too, but I don't think that's happening.  I still need to find time to do our engagement pictures.  We need to stop being so busy.

Weekend plans

It's weekend time!  YAY!  You'd think I'd be excited to sleep in tomorrow.  Not so much.  I have to be up around 7 a.m.  ON A SATURDAY!!  What, you may ask, could possibly pull me out of my bed at that hour....Hang on, I'll tell you. After these messages.

Badgers.  Ya'll, that shit is funny.

Oh, right.  I'm going wedding dress shopping tomorrow!!  I'm very excited to put on pretty dresses and have people ooh and aah over me.  It's going to be fantastic.  And accessories.  Shoes.  Veil.  Hair stuff.  WONDERFUL!!!

I also have to go find something for my mother for her birthday.  Which is Sunday.  As in, the day after wedding dress shopping.  She's aware of this.  I'm not usually this bad about getting birthday presents, I just suck this year.  But, so does my dad and my sister.  They both have to take her to get her birthday present tomorrow too.  We all suck. 

I went on a milkshake mission tonight.  After shopping with my mom, I decided I needed (yes, *needed*, not wanted) a milkshake.  I went to the first McDonald's I could find because, ya'll, McDonald's still makes one of the best milkshakes ever.  The drive through line was around the building.  At 10:00 at night.  I realize I could have gone in the store, but a milkshake isn't nearly important enough to get out of my car.  I prefer to pack myself full of calories with the least effort possible.   I had to go to McDonald's back in my hometown to get my milkshake.  I could not believe what I tasted.  Was it possible?  Did McDonald's milkshakes really get better with the advent of McCafe?  This is seriously one of the best milkshakes I have ever tasted.  What it really means is I'll have to pull some serious time on the elliptical next week.  More than the one day I managed this past week. 

Music edits

I was listening to the radio the other day, and they were playing "Forever" by Papa Roach.  I love this song.  Here's my issue - they literally blepped out "heroin" in the song (and another word that I can't remember).  Certainly I don't think that the radio should be promoting herion usage, but I don't think the song is promoting that at all.  It's a metaphor, for eff's sake! 

This probably wouldn't bother me so much if things of this nature were consistenly done.  For instance, this same station frequently plays "Smoke Two Joints" by Sublime.  If you've never heard it, the intro to the song is literally the sound of people taking water bong hits (don't ask me how I know what that sounds like...).  Then it talks about smoking two joints in the morning, smoking two joints at night.  Then it goes on to smoking more joints.  Lots of joints in a day.  Fine.  Why is it okay to promote marijuana use - because "smoke two joints" clearly isn't metaphorical.  I would venture to guess this is more of a literal song.  I was actually quite shocked the station played this song at all.

I don't get it.

Random thoughts

Y'all, it's almost lake time.  I love lake time!  Nothing can be better than water, food, family, and beer.  I'm excited.  Need to get through another half day at work, and we're off to the drunken fun! 

I read an article earlier today about fireworks and fires, and how some cities in Texas are moving their professional displays to later in the year.  Not a bad idea, given the amount of Texas that has burned this year.  Here's my issue though - the article, and I'm not even kidding about this, said that Texas' neighbor state, Arizona, was considering or they were also considering or were eliminating the professional fireworks displays.  Anyone catch the problem here?  Arizona does not touch Texas.  Anywhere.  At all.  Clearly, once again, New Mexico has been forgotten about as a state.  I find this to be ridiculous considering when I open the CNN page on my phone, the headlines always mention the Los Alamos fire.  Los Alamos.  I wonder if the media knows where that is.  Perhaps it's in Arizona.

Charles has just asked me if we can go to Chuck E. Cheese.  I think not.  This is my own personal hell.  I really think that this place was created to remind me if I don't act right in life, I will spend my afterlife in a Chuck E. Cheese.  I don't like pizza, so there's strike number one.  I don't like kids in large amounts, so there's strike number two.  And I'm certain that in my afterlife at Chuck E. Cheese, there will be no beer.

Introduction

I've never really been a blogger before - but it's time to share my absolute randomness with the rest of the world. 

About me - hmm.  I'm currently happily engaged (is it appropriate to use two adverbs side by side like that?  Probably not...), and have been for all of a month now.  In that amount of time, I've managed to reserve the church, the reception venue, the photographer, and the dj.  So glad to have four big "checks" done - now I can focus on details.  Or, on nothing for a while, as the case may be.

I'm somewhat of a crazy cat lady.  I currently have four kitties:

Orion

Emma

Shelby

and Bubba

As you can probably tell, these are some very spoiled kitties, as all kitties should be.

I don't know what I want this blog to become, but it's something I've been contemplating doing for a while now.  Since I finished school, and Charles is usually working at night (leaving me all alone with very little to occupy my time), why not.  I should share my insights with others.  We'll see if I can update this regularly, and what becomes of it.  Should be interesting.