I have had some wild dreams this week.

Monday.

I was walking in a mall, the lights we dim, I had high heels on and I was afraid I was going to fall. I had to get to a lower level. The escalator was out and I did not want to go down stairs in fear of falling. I finally found an escalator and went down stairs.

I then found myself outside in the street. It was dark. I was at a Picnic table with some H.S. friends. It was cold. People were drinking. Not to get drunk, but drinking. In the distance I saw fighter jets doing manuvers and yet others could not see them that well. The blended in with the night sky. Then a bunch of wierd people started to walk down the street towards us. Not in a group, but scatterd throughout the street. The guys at our table stood up, as to sheild us from their eyes. Then as they passed us our guys sat down. I looked up and saw a blimp. It was coing down fast and I thought that it was going to crash... I then saw a man jumping out and floating to safty. The blimp crashed and blew up. I again was the only one to notice... then I woke up.

I have not posted in days.

Coming back from vacation and starting work was real hard.

We had a great New Year Party. Well actually, we went to the "Crosses" They had a bash at their house. We had a great time. Everyone was there from work. Everyone except Karissa. They were in Paris. Her and her boyfriend are going to our next event. They were sad that they had missed it.

Work has been non stop and yesterday at home was a total melt down. It was like watching a candle being covered with a clear glass lid. The flame slowly dimmed down, fighting for air to grow back to it's warm blaze, it shrinks down to a few glowing embers until it is dark, a slight stream of smoke streaming off the top. That's how I felt.


So this morning after 5 hours of sleep ( I am such a 8 hr. Person) I got up and said F*@# it all. I'm going to do what I need to do and what happens, happens. It's all going to be left to fate.

Overall today has been good. I am home, I had a burger for dinner and my husband is recording song in the "studio" with his friend. The studio is in a little apt. on our property. This gives me time to blog, do some work and think.

I feel good right now. yesterday at this very moment I felt like shit. . .


I feel another headache coming on. I need to see a doctor about them. I honestly don't think much of them, however my husband worries.

Well, the cats are all around me and I said all that I wanted. New topic.

This was the view from our Hotel Room. We were able to look over all of Chapultepec Park. That in the distance is the Castillo de Chapultepec. My husband and I had a great time. It went by so fast and I did not want to leave. Sigh. It was great.

Christmas used to be a time of angst for me. It was hard to get in the "holiday spirit". This by far has been the best Christmas ever. I owe a lot of this to my husband. He has given back to me all that I have been giving out over the years. For the longest time I never knew why I felt this way. I just felt like tradition took over and the true meaning was left out. I have slowly regained that joy of Christmas over the last few years. It's no longer " another day". It's a new day, with life.


My day...

1. Went and bought coffee and hot chocolate for the family... no one on the road.
2. Watched the sun rise at my mom's
3. Opened presents
4. Watched TV
5. Had Christmas Breakfast
6. Grandpa came over
7. Lucy and the girls came over
8. Went home to get ready for grandma's
9. Took a quick picture with my husband and two of the four cats.
10. Put in a card for Grandma ( her gift will be from Mexico)
11. Went to grandma's
- My fathers sisters and their families were there
12. Ate dinner there
13. Came home and .... cleaned, packed, left lists for family


Ipod ... Check
Cameras .... Check
Passports and information forms ... Check

I think I'm ready.


My husband is packing as I write. My dad will be here at four in the morning. I need to be up by 2:30 am. I need to go to bed ... like now.


See ya in a week.