Puppy Problems

Over the past few days, I've been dreaming a lot about my puppy, Millie, going into heat. It is always really stressful for me for some reason. I guess it is time to get her fixed, just in case. Ha!

On another note, I've been trying to catch up on all of your blogs. I don't want anyone to think I've abandoned them!

Also, I've since added more to my shop (just trying to get all the old stuff out of storage and onto the internet!)

Been away a bit

I'm sorry I've been away for so long. I just started an internship at a major theatre in Houston and I've been rockin it hardcore. I've never been so happy to be so tired. Also, I rarely remember my dreams because I crash so hard and wake up so fuzzy. I've also been spending a bit of time tiding up some of my old paintings, and trying to get them posted for sale up on Etsy, which you can see below. Let me know what you think!

My new Etsy Shop!

Old friends

"I've missed you", I said settling onto the floor to sit with my head resting on his leg.

"I love you too". He put a hand on my head and for a moment I was entirely content. Then I remembered.

You are my ex.

Suddenly, the room was full of my exboyfriends and there was no exit. We were in a liquor store buying Halloween candy and it was everything I could do to keep from attacking one of them. He was a terrible person. I hope I never see him again. I was stressed out, angry, tired and wanted nothing more than for boyfriend to show up and make them all leave.

Gods I miss some of those boys, not as romantic endeavors... but as friends. Relationships can really screw things up.

I am tired of waking up by myself because boyfriend has to leave for work so early. I miss him and we're living in the same house.

Zombies

I was helping my friend's parents run a massage/resort/spa. Everything was going great until zombies (isn't that how it always goes?) began to attack. They were seemingly everywhere, and nobody knew what to do. I had made it to the roof and was trying to figure out what to do when I saw a kracken coming from the seaside. I remember thinking "gods I hope that can't catch the zombie virus". It could. I was trying to run through hallways but huge zombie tentacles kept me from actually getting where I wanted to go.

My dream shifted to some bizarre store selling clothes and badass clocks, but I think I was still in the resort/spa place. I'm not sure.

Up until the end it was a pretty rockin' syfy movie though.

Mishmash and then Moving

All I really remember was sitting in a summer camp cabin talking about how I was going to be moving to Phoenix in a couple of weeks. It didn't really seem like a big deal to me, but it was all any of us (and I can't even remember who all was in the cabin) were talking about.

I have a lot of summer camp dreams. I just realized this. Bizarre.

Been a while

Though I'm sure the 7 of you can forgive me. Trying to get my life in order tends to throw extras out the window.

Anyway. I've been having dreams about moving to other countries. Every night. Always a different place or reason to leave. A lot of the dreams are terrifying because I'm leaving the country to run away from someone trying to hurt me. Some of them are pleasant because I move and when I get to my final destination, I find out that my whole family has been living there all along and they'd just been waiting for me to get there.

I think I might need to think about moving... but I'm beyond happy where I am. My location is perfect and this part of town is absolutely fabulous.

Moving or not, I will try to keep you kids entertained more frequently now that I am settling back into my life. <3

Platform rooms without walls.

If you were to take an Escher drawing of a house and give it to an architect/interior design team with a boner for modern minimalism, you have the setting for my dream last night. I went to a commune where a lot of my friends lived and spent a grand deal of time trying to get to people's bedrooms only to find (usually) that I'd gone up the wrong flight of stairs, or that my shit depth perception was playing tricks on me.

It wasn't a particularly frustrating dream. There was an actual plot, but the part that I remember was the giant house/building that everyone (including myself at the end) lived in. Fancy.