Sunday, April 6, 2008

So many things.....

I have many things that I've been wanting to write about. I thought I could do it as they came up, but that does not happen with my goal of cutting back my computer time, and having a neater/cleaner home with happier children. So, it'll all have to be on one post....

Not really planned this way, but I got my hair cut on my birthday. And my eyebrows done. I always love how they style my hair. Doing it on my own is always a huge challenge as I never really learned how to do my own hair. I am always having to ask my friends that are in the know (as in they went to cosmetology school and know this stuff) for help and direction. I learned for the first time 18 months ago how to put on makeup properly. For this haircut, I asked a friend from San Antonio and she had a lot of thoughts on my new haircut. So, until I've figured out how to do it (and my new hair stuff gets here from amazon) there will not be any pictures of my new hair.

Matt and I went out Friday night for our birthdays. We tried a "Mexican" restaurant that I had seen. Matt liked the salsa, but I wasn't sold on it. Since we didn't really have a specific plan, we decided to go to the mall that was right next to the restaurant. I haven't been in an American mall for a long time. The last time was over a year ago in Dallas with a friend, and before that I can't even tell you when it was. Possibly it was at the outlets in Ontario CA, but I can't be sure. I have decided that I do not like malls. I'm sure since it was a Friday night, there were more strange people out than a normal day at the mall. My reasons are: Lame stores, too many people, high prices, and this mall did not have a bookstore in it. What kind of mall doesn't have a bookstore? We also saw a guy in there with so much "bling" that I had to make an effort to not stare. I mean really. Do we need five chunky silver chains with huge medallions on it to be cool? Also, some guys that were wearing black socks that went halfway up their calf, but then also had on ankle socks that were white. I thought the style of wearing different colored socks went out with the mid 90's. And I have never ever seen a kiosk in the mall with huge guns behind glass. They may not have been actual rifles, but really, you would NEVER see that in California. I don't think we'll be going back to the mall ever. If I did, it would only be for the Gap store they have there. Sometimes the store markdowns are better than the ones online. So, next date, no mall. I'll try and get him to go to Barnes and Noble for a few hours. :)

This weekend was our churches semi annual General Conference. Which I like for a few reasons. We don't have to get up early and go to church on Sunday. I can stay in my jammies all day Sunday. I get to cross stitch for hours as I listen to it. In Texas we were able to watch it on TV, but here the cable company didn't have it. So, this year we listened to it (and watched when Matt wasn't moving everything to our external hard drive) on the computer. Matt had recently gotten some new speakers, so we could hear it very well. I always enjoy conference. I always have a lot to chew on afterwards.

I had a very disturbing dream last night about my calling at church. I was supposed to teach a new song, but I wasn't prepared, and I can't really remember the rest, but it sure was not a good dream. I wouldn't categorize it as a nightmare, but I sure hated how I felt in the dream. Maybe somehow someone is trying to tell me I need to be more prepared.......
Andrew also had a scary dream last night. He told us about it several times today, and exactly the same every time. There was a steep hill, and they ran up the hill, but they couldn't get down. Somehow Lucy had died in his dream, and he was crying in his dream. He was even a little worried about going to sleep tonight because he didn't want to have a dream like that again. So, he said a prayer before going to bed that he wouldn't have a dream like that again, and that he would have good dreams. He actually came and slept with me last night at some point, and then went back to bed a few hours later. All on his own, I didn't have to kick him out like I usually do.:) So, hopefully he will wake up with a good dream in the morning.

Also, I got a very sad email on my birthday. A companion from my mission had emailed me a link to an obituary. Someone we had served with. It didn't state his cause of death, but he was only 28 when he died. So sad. He was a good guy, even if he was irritatingly positive all the time. I wish I could have gone to his funeral. So sad. He did not leave behind a wife or children.

So, lots of random thoughts here. Maybe I'll get to bed earlier from now on so that I can blog in the mornings before my kids are up.... Well, since it is 11:26 as I write this, I doubt I'll be starting that tomorrow. But maybe the next night I can.....

6 comments:

Shelly! said...

I love this post! It's like having a conversation with you :)

Those dreams that stick with us, either visually or emotionally, are the worst. I've had many a day when I woke up sad and couldn't shake the sad all day, even though it was from a dream.

When you were little did you have dreams like Andrew is talking about? I dreamed a lot about Lyndsy dying...

Chelsea said...

Terina, my shop is at http://growingseasonsoaps.etsy.com :) Don't judge it by what's in there right now, I'm working on restocking!

Oh no, who died?

Chelsea said...

I never met him, but I've heard his name. How awful.

Jessica Lynn said...

Hey! I'm sorry to hear about your friend. That's so young! So, as to our playing, how does May 2-4 look for you? I can't do it before and a few weeks after that I'm going to Cali for my sister's graduation party. Anyway, let me know! Hope all's well and can't wait to see the hair!!

emily said...

this WAS a good post... lots of cool/not-so-cool but interesting information and brain-dumping...

I bet you look CUTE with the new hair and all!

Piouette said...

want to see the hair as soon as you have some pics.
Don had a dream Sat/Sunday night that Celeste was cold dead in her bed. He freaked and ran upstairs to see her playing in her bed, happy.
Hard to shake the rest of the day about our mortality.