this blog isn't yet sure of what it wants to be. does it want to be brilliant. serious. snippets of a manic stream of consciousness. random observations. it's definately the latter two. but does it want to stay that?
Day 4 of Confinement. I had a rich full dream that I was loathe to be woken from. there was all this stuff collected over the years. not just junk but stuff that could actually be called antiques and collectibles. when I left the dream I was going around putting white dots on the stuff to keep.
I didn't sleep well. not the night altogether as a whole. I couldn't get to sleep. finally fell asleep around 2. woke at 4. and then woken at 7. but that last bit of sleep was good. I could go on here a bit about breathing. colds. wheezy breath. asthma. but I don't want this blog to turn into a list of bodily aches and kvetching. that's what the elderly do. I don't want to do that now nor when I'm 65.
ripley is curled up at my feet. under the blanket. me and ripley have bonded closer these past days. yesterday she stayed beside me twice and let me pet her head until I fell asleep. and then she jumped up on the couch and let me prop my leg on her.
the kids. nolen says isabelle isn't being nice to him. and isabelle says that nolen isn't nice to her when no one is around. I told each of them to treat the other one how they want to be treated. I have noticed bickering. moodiness. and a certain je ne sais quoi. I'm convinced a good decluttering and space clearing feng shui would do this casa a world of good.
isabelle randomly turned on nolen's phone yesterday. he washed it on sunday. and by jove, the thing worked. completely. it's a january miracle.
on todays agenda: get antidepressants prescription if Adriano is able & willing/study spanish/nap/work a bit on my book/nap/snazz up this blog. it needs links and more photos and a theme song.
two newsletters I enjoy from the following websites: hungry-girl.com and dictionary.com/wordoftheday/es
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