So there was this monkey

I had a dream that I went a jungle/tundra tour and I was chased by what was called a "Blood Faced Monkey". It was awesome!

Why am I happy about that you may ask, it means that I slept for most of the night without being subjected to the kitty tantrums of late. He has been really annoying these past few weeks when he jumps on my nightstand and starts to bat my alarm clock around at like random hours of the night. Then he gets bored and starts to scratch my closet doors to get any sort of attention. If that is not enough, he will jump in bed and patrol the middle, sniff us, lick us and then finally lie down near our hands so he can try and get a pet. And then repeat!

He grew resistant to the water bottle. Until I heard about lemon juice, apparently cats are not fond of the smell and the taste. So I put a tablespoon in our sprayer and when he acted up he got sprayed. This time he did not look at me like "whatever lady", he actually was started and did not like it. Granted it took a few more tries over the course of the past few nights and the BF had his nerf gun at the ready. After a while it started to work.

Last night, we went to bed and he curled up on the top of my pillow and slept like that for hours. I had to get up to go to the bathroom but then went back to bed and so did he. It was heavenly.

So I welcome being chased by monkeys....well in my dreams only. Unless you are a 30 year younger Davy Jones.

Disclaimer...I know now that I have had the put this out in the universe, tonight may be another story.

Bum

The title of my post has two reasons:

1-My ass hurts (no get your dirty minds out of the gutter!!) It is because I increased the weight of the weights that I am using at the gym and my legs are sore because of it. I went to 40lb on the leg press for one exercise and went from 5 lbs to 10 lbs on some arm exercise and 10 to 12 lbs some other weight exercies. For some reason my butt is sore. I blame the leg work out but that is all good right? (Sorry Jessica, my ass can't crack walnuts just yet)

2-the dog barked at 2:34 am (nope this is not some secret code where you respond that the cow moo'ed at 4.) But after last week's second hobo visit, I am a little on edge when I hear a strange noise. Last week the dog started to act up at 5:30 or so and we told her to stop and shut up, she was reacting to the fact that their was a stranger outside our door on the steps. So we now pay attention when she barks. She is not much of a barker but she does bark when there is something amiss. So I was up every hour after that, at 3:20 I woke up because I had a dream I wrestled with said hobo over a bat I wanted to use to defend myself. After that I just could not fall asleep. There was no hobo today!

So hence the reason I titled this blog "bum".

Abs (and nerves) not quite as steel

Well I met wit my trainer yesterday and it went well.  She is really realistic and took it easy on me.  I learned a lot of great things that I can do to tone up my entire body.  I think that I can maintain the interest if I supplement seeing her and going to the gym once a week for an hour continue working out.

I am VERY sore on my abs today.  I was expecting to be sore more so  in my upper back and arms but that was not the case.  She encouraged me to stretch before I went to bed and I think that is what did the trick.  I feel like I have been punched.  The bf was teasing me that he punched me in my sleep for allegedly stealing the blankets last night. Which I deny *ever* doing.

But it is a step in the right direction for me.  I have to get my lazy ass of the couch.  And as Jessica said in the comment section in my previous post I need to use my ass for good not evil :).

Besides working out, I am really anxious about this coming week.  After I completed the MBA, I have been in talks with some high up managers about my future.  They were very open to ideas and suggestions and were going to work on what I want to do and  match it up with what they want.  They really wanted me to want a manager position but it was not what I wanted to do.  I did not want to settle for that because I would be doing the same thing only having to deal with my peers as my subordinates and that is not what I wanted to do.  So this week is the week when they come back with their ideas.  I may be in the east for some meetings to further discuss them.

I am very nervous because I know what I think that I want to try and this corporation has plenty of possibilities but at the same time I am not sure what I want and if I want to work for a huge corporation.  I asked my former manager for some advise and she told me that with my new degree I can open any door I want and if I do not get what works best for me that I should be prepared to walk.

It is great advise but I am scared shitless to walk because I have no idea where to go and what to do.  

Deep down I have two ideas to start my own business and it maybe something to consider but I am so freaked out about it.  I know that failure can be a learning experience and I may succeed but, I am so tough on myself.

I need certain levels of stability in my life I am not one to live by the seat of my pants especially as I am getting older and have more responsibilities.  I need a steady pay check, I NEED health insurance, I need some sort of status quo. But on the other hand, starting something that I want to do and doing it my way, is encouraging and exciting.

I guess I have to see what this week will bring and maybe it will be up my alley or I may have to think about walking.  Just need to figure out how to do that...

Sleep talker

Yep, that is right folks, I've woken myself and the bf up this morning by talking in my sleep. This is the second time this week that this has happened. In the past, I've done it a few times but twice in a week is a new one for me! But the funniest part (and one I am sure I will be teased about) is what I said....Apparently I said "Oh Steve Urkle!" I know it is hysterical. Apparently, I was dreaming and in the dream I was speaking to someone who asked me what was the name of the geek on TV with the annoying laugh and I told that person and all in hearing range.

I find it funny and the BF just thinks I am bonkers!

Yesterday we did some Christmas shopping, grabbed a pizza and then watched Love Actually. He actually enjoyed it (and I knew he would). I love that movie but that is obvious due to my last post about it.

We just got news, the BF's sister gave birth to her third daughter. All are doing well so he is an uncle again for the sixth time. Well of for a bite.....

Total Eclipse of Heart

Ok, so I had another weird dream (was it the hot chocolate that I had last night....I can't give it up)

So in my dream I met a guy who I started developing a business with, he was a wee bit shady yet strangely familiar. Apparently, he and I wrote the song "Total Eclipse of the Heart" back in the 80's (I was apparently a prolific writer as a tot). However, when that song won a Grammy (which it did not in reality), he would not share it with me. Yet, I could not recall this due to my young age but I felt that it was true. So I asked for my Grammy but he would not give it to me. So I started to spy on him and he lived near this fake canal and I befriend his 3rd wife. Well she gave me a box of junk and inside were a few Grammy's including best songwriters and best song and had my name scratched off of it. There was another Grammy but the top part was cut off and he had etched on it "World's best dad" or something like that. All the awards were broken in on way shape or form. But I took one anyway and when he found out about it he got upset and tried to intimidate be but failed due to his physical limitations....he was in his 50s, wearing black and overweight....so he gave up and let me have my Grammy.

Ok can anyone explain what the hell this means? But I must admit, I woke up bemused and befuddled!

Dreams are weird

Ok last night's dream that I can remember was a doozy...

I dreamt that I got a call from Virgin saying that they had a sale to London but that I had to leave in 5 hours. So apparently, I made it in time. So I was on the back of the plane and had a window seat, but the people around me were the "cool" kids (kind of like the kids who sat in the back of the bus, they were the cool kids). anyway, before we take off, Richard Brandson gets on and sits in the row in front of me but in the other side of the plane, he takes the middle seat. During the course of the flight, he starts to chat with everyone and then there is a "magazine trade" where people threw their magazine to another person to get a different perspective". I gave up O mag to get two women's weekly (I have NO idea how that popped in my head). So Richard asks me why I am traveling alone and I told him that my BF did not get the same call I did so he told me to go. Richard informed me that it was because he was not on the Virgin "special" list but to have him sign up for the next time.

I really need to stop eating chips and salsa before bed...

Too early for snow!

I had another strange dream, I was in South America with some cousins and aunts and uncles. My mom was there too but the architecture was Italian and we were eating near a canal (like the Venetian hotel). Then my cousin leaned in to reveal a secret that I was at the point of knowing. Then my alarm went off. I wonder if ones mind knows what time you get up and as such force you up or let's the alarm clock wake you up at a key critical moment.

It is snowing....way to early for that!!!!

What is my subconscious thinking?

I had such an odd dream last night or rather dreams. I can not remember all of the details but I remember walking in a courtyard garden surrounding by bricks and ivy and I was walking on stepping stones. It was dusk and there was a statue of Jesus and in front of the Jesus was a young priest kneeling and muttering his confession and as I passed him he was saying "Father forgive me for I have sinned" but, I felt like I was intruding so I softly walked away. That is all that I remember from that dream.

The next dream was weird, I was driving over this weird bridge and it was common knowledge that many cars are blown, pushed or moved off this bridge. Well I was driving this bridge and was checking my VM on my cell and then I gently moved the steering wheel to the left and as a result my car fell into the water. It was very murky and I was able to swim into this ladder with a lifeguard tube next to it. So I got out of the water and walked into this building in a wet pink tee shirt and wet hair and panties! I was po'ed b/c I lost my purse with keys, cell and wallet.

Then I woke up....very odd indeed!

Dreams of fear

In the past few days I have been having dreams about the pending surgery. I had a dream that I went into the actual procedure and then I "woke" up and some of my friends were around me to ask me if I wanted to go out to a club called "Bleu". Then I had another dream a few weeks ago where I was bleeding non-stop after the procedure. That freaked me out like no end, I woke up terrified.

I have been reading about the upcoming procedure and it is starting to scare me. I am afraid of so many things, the anesthesia, the actual procedure, the risks, the horrible possibilities, adding another medical issue to my seemingly ever growing laundry list. I am trying to be strong but it can be hard at time. The more I talk about it I feel ok but when I don't talk about I get nervous and worried.

I just want it all to be over so I can move on.

Another vivid dream

I dreamt that I was walking with JT (he was the last person I spoke to last night actually). We were leaving his new apt and were walking down this street that was very European in nature and I said to him that I dreamed that I've been here before. It seemed to be German/Swiss town with cobble stone street, a few out door cafes and these for houses. Anyway, he was holding my hand and we decided to walk into this cathdral, (Spanish gothic in nature, tan stone facade, with a rose window and a few spires) there were a few steps that lead to a door. Well it turned out to be a Catholic church but the church had a small river in it where you can be baptized or be cleansed or swim. We were a bit confused by it the river that was seen was just this curve and there was a rock waterfall against the wall of the church, the rest went into this dark cave. there was a priest who was putting on vestments for mass. He was putting on a gold embroidered vestments. We went to ask him a few questions but he did not speak English. Then there was this canoe, with people who were just cruising the river. JT dived in and then I did and the water was warm then I woke up!