School starts tomorrow. Good luck to all my sectionmates. As most of you know, I won’t be there. I’ve been kind of down this week about it. There was an awesome intercession class this week that I had been enrolled for and really wanted to take that I missed because of my semester off. I know it’s the best thing (can barely feel my ring and fifth fingers on my right hand today, which makes it super-hard to type and obviously needs to be fixed before I return) but I’m still kind of sad.

Yesterday I took Pumpkinhead downtown to watch an ice sculpting competition. We spent several hours walking around while Blue Eyes took pictures and I watched Pumpkinhead playing on the cool new play structure. We got hot spiced cider and watched the ice skaters fly around the rink. It was so much fun and hopefully we can go back one day soon to take advantage of the great green spaces for a picnic or something.

Later that evening, Blue Eyes and I double-dated with my parents to see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. We won’t be going anywhere with my parents again anytime soon but the movie was fantastic. I sobbed and I even saw a few tears leak down Blue Eyes’ cheek. I highly recommend it, but leave the ‘rents at home.

I was going to spend today reading but last night I had the most insane dream I have had in years. It was one of those super-detailed all-night dreams with many twists and turns that wakes you up and then sucks you back in. I told Blue Eyes that it felt like all the damn self help books I had been reading lately had conspired against me to jump into one very strange dream that mixed issues with my ex-husband and past boyfriends and put them onto Blue Eyes, his family members (including a sister he doesn’t have in the form of actress Kim Raver), and even Britney Spears (yep, better lay off her music…). It was like my psyche was talking to me and put the voice of the books’ messages into Blue Eyes’ mouth because he said something in the dream that totally upset me and I woke up sweaty and really bothered by the whole thing, so much so that I had to call him to make sure it was a dream. Weird…

We still don’t have hot water and now we are out of cable and Internet. Don’t ask. It’s part of my Dad’s manic upswing and my mother just getting back from out of town. Pumpkinhead and I are over at Blue Eyes’ house now and I am just about to get started on the Roundup. Should be up soon. Won’t have Internet most of the week and cannot blog from work so excuse the silence.