Today I went to Pitt Meadows with Tara. We picked up my brother-in-law Andy (whom I didn’t know was even visiting) and headed out there this morning around 11:30 or so. The day was spent finishing wedding favours, picking and subsequently eating blueberries, going on a Superstore Adventure, and taking Scrappy the world’s happiest dog for a walk on the Dyke. It was a good day, and I am exceptionally tired.
Sera again kept me up half the night. I would kick her out of the room at night, but then she just meows at the door. Loudly. And she’s not an outdoor cat, so there’s no going there. Hopefully she’ll feel better tonight, now that Adam’s spent some quality time with her.
Sera has decided recently that she must wake up between the hours of 4 and 6:30 am and promptly start meowing in my face until I wake up and pay attention to her. This continues every time I fall asleep in this time period. I have tried feeding her, sitting on the couch with her, throwing her out of the room, yelling unintelligible things at her… nothing works. She just keeps doing it. I’m starting to lose my mind. It’s not even that she wants attention, I think she just wants me to be awake.
Needless to say, I didn’t sleep well last night. When I did sleep, I had upsetting dreams about people diving off Niagara Falls because they thought it would be fun, and still more travelling by train dreams. I was also in a helicopter at one point, flying over Niagara Falls. That was neat.
I woke up with a headache though, and I’ve been pretty grumpy ever since. Also, we don’t have anything in the house to eat for breakfast, which makes me more grumpy. Plus, I’m bored, and that’s just the ultimate JennyLee-grumpy-maker. Adam’s playing GTA:SA. Maybe I should go for a walk and take some pictures of things, I do have film to use up. Of course, I could take pictures at the fireworks tonight… Maybe. I dunno.
Friday Five on a Saturday morning
1. How many weddings have you attended?
Three – my mother’s, my sister’s, and my friends Paul & Jenn.
2. Wedding registries: buy from the list or freestyle it?
Registry all the way. I say this because I am now in the last throes of wedding planning, and having to transport gifts back across the country would be absolutely horrible.
3. Are you more likely to slow dance or participate in the chicken dance?
Slow dance. I don’t have the co-ordination for the chicken dance.
4. The garter find/toss experience: cute or tacky?
5. If you could marry someone famous, who would it be?
No one really. Marriage requires that I actually know the person, and I don’t know anyone famous.
1. Reply with your name and I’ll respond with something random about you.
2. I’ll tell you what song/movie/book/fictional character reminds me of you.
3. I’ll pick a flavor of pudding to wrestle with you in.
4. I’ll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I’ll tell you my favorite memory of you.
6. I’ll tell you what animal or plant you remind me of.
7. I’ll ask you something that I’ve always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
This probably won’t be very easy…
I dreamed we had to get up to the wedding on a train. You could hop on and off the train without anyone caring, but if it left without you you would have to find another way there. Dayle & Sera were with us. Our train car was an entire apartment, complete with windows that could be slid open. At one point Adam had closed the door to one of the bedrooms, locking the cats out so he could open the screenless windows. Sometime later in the dream, I had to go lock the cats in that room, except I didn’t know that the window was open. Naturally, Dayle got out and was wandering across a bunch of train tracks. Sera stood on the window ledge looking for him. I yelled at Adam to go get Dayle. It was all very stressful, but we got him back and shut the window.
A little later on the train trip, we stopped in a town called Powell, whiched seemed to only have a Wendy’s restaurant (complete with the world’s longest drive-thru,) a Sears outlet store, and a Tim Horton’s. My mother and brother were there, shadowing the train in a car. We met up with them and considered getting some Wendy’s, but decided not to and instead headed back for the train.
When we got back, somehow the train had ended up on a Cruise Ship. We went to get back on, but it started moving and left us behind. I was freaking out, demanding that Adam find out how the hell we were supposed to catch up with it and/or get up north to the wedding. I was also pretty worried about the cats. It was around this time that I woke up.