Thursday, January 26, 2012

pizza hut

last night was as good as the rest of the day had been. or maybe a bit better. i went to sleep and i woke up at 1230 and stayed up til 1 then slept and was up at 3, have been up ever since. i had a scary dream. this may sound stupid to you, but my mentality switches between ages, and last night was def a children mentality night.
i was in the house i am sure i grew up in. there was this giant saint Bearnard bumble bee. it stung me. (so this bumble bee was a huge bee, and it looked like a saint bearnard on wings. and when it stung me i could still feel the sting when i woke up) i thought i would just shake it off and then my hand started getting huge, turning colors and it really hurt. i went to my dad and i said my hand is not supposed to do that is it? and i just stared at it and that is when i woke up. i am not kidding when i say i was scared that a saint bernard bumble bee was going to get me. i even looked at my hand as it still hurt to see if i could see the stinger.

i know i am pathetic. i was terrified because of this dream so i did not go back to sleep. i got on my phone and did facebook for a bit and then i decided to move to the kitchen so i would not wake anyone up. i sat at the table and watched the rest of the first dragonball z movie. then i started watching pineapple express. while watching these things i finally got my pinterest account set up. and then my brother texted me which i was not expecting. he was all freaked out yesterday because he could not get this site to work, it was like the end of his life. this morning he wanted my netflix account stuff...which i had given him before. i do not mind him having it because i am paying for it and i hardly ever use it.
ash woke up and we had breakfast. i guess yesterdays blog post gave her a good laugh. then she was leaving for work and she said this coffee does not taste good with tooth paste. i said, i have never heard of anyone putting toothpaste in their coffee. i knew what she meant but it was still funny. and then i remembered a time i was skyping with the jones, and we were talking about cady and her hair...and i had said something and then stephen said oh we just use the broom...i think i said you sweep the dog....i was in the hospital...but once they explained it to me i felt a fool. it was hilarious. so i was in the chair this am cracking up. plus when it is early in the am i just laugh.
ash left and i took a shower. stephen was up and then jess woke and we spent almost all morning in the living room just doing nothing basically. no that is a lie...stephen i think lost a marble or soemthing, it was hilarious! he kept on trying to cover jess up with the blanket so they were both warm, and both using the same blanket, and then they kept scaring one another, flooding each others inboxes, and then stephen decided to call lauren over an over and over like 20 times with his an jess phone. it was funny to watch.
they both got ready and left for work. i swept, did dishes, picked up some and that was basically it. ash got home and we decided we were hungry but did not want to cook, so we went to pizza hut with lauren and kevin. shortie joined us. it was a fun night.
now we are home getting ready to watch tv.

i am glad i did not decide to back out of posting yesterdays post. it helped me feel better, prob because all that had been just building and it seemed everyone was busy and so i did not really have anyone to talk too. i mean i did but people were working, sick, or just busy and i did not want to bother anyone.

i did get to talk to my big sis becks today for a bit. it was good. i miss her. she makes me smile. and it was good spending time with ash, and then seeing shortie. i really enjoy the time i get with people. it makes me feel good!

i have not talked about my health and i am not going to unless someone asks about it. i just figure it is not that important, so no need to blog about it.

i am excited about sunday. sundays have become one of my favorite days of the week. it is sad that i do not get to see anyone at the house the whole day, but i do enjoy sundays. i get out the whole day and i get to go to church and i do not know. does anyone else ever feel like their heart is attached to a fishing line, and you are hooked and you can feel a tugging? i am not sure what it is, but every time i go to the church i just feel a tug. it is like my heart is telling me something and i wish i knew what.

last sunday we, mcguire and i, walked in and started setting up lil pebles and flinstones, and brooke and lauren were sitting and sara walked up to them and brooke told sara something then said where i could here, you can tell your friend i said that. brooke is the age of alan, i am 6 years older than her. she told sara that she had prayed for me because she felt like i needed it. the whole time i have been here a lot of people have come up and told me they prayed for me. i just do not understand, they do not know me, but they pray for me. it is strange, but nice.

i think i need to watch where i walk. all day today, i have been tripping over the back door floor thing, and then i about fell in my bedroom from my blanket moving under my feet, sigh.

today i am happy, yester day i was happy, and the day before i was happy, so this week has been a good week. i hope it ends as good!

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