Not too much happening around these parts this past week. Rather quiet and a bit boring -except for the fact that I have managed, since December 25th, to read five (5) -yes, 5 - books! I've got a whole lot of books here that I've purchased or had given to me or that Mandy has bought too, acquired over the past 2 years or so, that I have yet to read so decided Christmas Day to try to get a bit caught up on my reading! I'm on book #6 right now but not making all that much progress with this one. Hopefully, it will take a bit of a turn to the "interesting" somewhere along the way!
I'm still working on the smoking cessation. Still not completely off the nicotine but at least, I'm keeping my intake down to a very dull roar of between 5-10 smokes a day. That's an excellent figure for me, considering I had been using 2 -2 1/2 packs a day prior to beginning this program. The big drawback for me right now isn't so much the smoking as it is the sleeping -which this past 7-10 days has been terrible! Can't seem to stay awake during the day or early evening hours and then, of course, I can't fall asleep when I do go to bed, even if I am feeling very tired, sleepy, yawning, etc., when I do turn in. Then I lay there and toss and turn for hours on end. If/when I do finally fall asleep, it's very sporadic as I keep waking up within an hour or two and then, struggle to fall back to sleep again. Very frustrating!
Maya came up with a good one the other night at supper though. We were having leftovers and as she was sitting there, slowly eating (leftovers, unless it happens to be mac'n'cheese), when she asked Mandy and me, "Why do they call these 'leftovers?' Why don't they call them 'rightovers?" Good question kiddo, for which neither of us had a suitable answer to her -not one that she liked, that is!
Last night, after Maya got ready for bed, she came over to me and asked me if she could sit in the recliner with me and "snuggle." Sure thing, Sweetheart! That's what Grammies are here for isn't it? So she crawled up on my lap and we sat there with a nice heavy robe over us to try to keep warmer since the house is at a temperature that tends to leave me a bit chilled. Well, within five minutes of her coming to sit in my lap, Kurtis decided quite quickly that he too wanted to do the same thing as his sister! So he started trying to climb up onto my lap too only to discover that Maya takes up a whole lot of space there and Gram's lap isn't quite as big -apparently -as it used to be. Definitely doesn't hold a fairly tall 8-year-old and an equally tall 5-year-old there like it used to do!
This move, I know, was one of pure jealousy on his part -something that normally is displayed more by Miss Maya than by Kurtis. But once he tried to squeeze in and get a bit settled, Maya began to object to his presence then too. Both kids insisted that I scratch their backs which normally is a pretty easy task with one, but with both of them, well, it's not quite as simple then -especially when one's movements are a bit restricted by the presence of two kids the sizes of these two now! Eventually, when Kurtis decided to bend forward and rest his head on Maya's leg, things erupted into a bit of physicality as Maya decided that move wasn't in her best interest and punched him on the arm! Within five minutes of her throwing that punch, the nice snuggling session came to an end. Gee, I wonder why, huh?
With Christmas now gone for this year -unless of course one is celebrating Orthodox Christmas -I've had a lot of thoughts about Christmases past -mainly with the assistance of some wild and rather wacky dreams courtesy I guess of the meds I'm taking. (Chantex comes with a paper that says, among other things, this drug can produce vivid dreams, ya know.) Well anyway, let me tell you there is a whole lot of truth to that prediction!
Not that I could tell you what the majority of these dreams were about -'cause I can't -but I can tell you that the majority of them were populated with people from my past -mainly relatives, especially aunts and uncles long since gone from this earth. One of the dreams though I do remember vaguely was about Christmas and gifts, centering on a watch my Mom's older sister and her husband gave me for Christmas one year -I think I was about 14, a Freshman in high school. That aunt worked in a jewelry store so frequently she gave jewelry to her nieces for Christmas as she could get it at very good discounts and be able to buy really good stuff that way. (This particular aunt and uncle had no children of their own so they tended to get things like this for the kids in the family.) Anyway, this watch was a very nice watch -a good watch -as I recall it was not a Bulova watch but another brand of equal quality. It was white gold with a spandex type wristband and I had that watch for at least 10-12 years at which time, all of a sudden, this darned allergy I now have to certain metals (contact dermititis) kicked into gear on me and I was no longer able to wear that watch. What is sad though is I have no recollection whatsoever of what happened to the watch! I'm not one, nor was my Mom, to throw things out -even if it is something I can no longer use, I tend to keep things as mementos then but I haven't been able to figure out what on earth happened to that watch for many years now. It hadn't been on my mind either for just about as many years so why on earth did this watch memory suddenly crop up in a dream then?
Go figure, I guess, huh? Who knows what inspires dreams under normal circumstances but with the aid of various medications, I suppose I'm in store now for lots of other dreams about way distant times and events, aren't I?
Yep! Only time will tell about that stuff, I guess!