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Thursday, March 3, 2005

Plant dreams

This is an old dream I forgot to post from the last time I visited my mom in Colorado:

Thursday morning October 14th I had a cacti dream. I was looking at lots of Stapeliads and some small globular cactus plants and they I was looking at some Opuntia seedlings. These seedling were from plants I have seeds for, but haven't planted yet. Then Ann and I were driving on North College Av. in Ft. Collins Colorado and there were large Opuntia cactus plants growing in flower pots along the road for decoration. The pads of these cacti were over two feet across and the plants were five or six feet tall. They were beautiful and they had green hair like structures growing out of them along with long spines. They were very impressive dark green plants and I was thinking that they were the grown up plants from my seedling, which would be from the seeds I haven't planted yet.

Here is a dream I just had:

I had a very rare dream, because both of my adopted (to be specific) parents were in this one. Before I went to bed I was working on some of my Haworthia plants, and I'm very happy with how well they are growing. I was dreaming about these plants and my father, who has been deceased since 1997 came to look at the plants. He was very impressed with their beauty and then my mom was there with him and she also thought the plants were very beautiful. I can't remember ever having a dream with both my mother and father in one together. The dream is even stranger, because my father would have never been interested much in succulents when he was alive. He was an agricultural and crop oriented person, but who knows maybe someday Haworthia species will have some commercial use. On another level it seems to me that the dream may be foreshadowing the possibility that my mother may leave the realm of the living soon.

I remember how much interest and learning I gained from my Aunt Vivian and my Grandmother H. about growing house plants. I doubt if very many Haworthia varieties were available as house plants in the 1970s, but these two women would have loved them. My very first cactus and succulent plants came from my mother's mom, as well as a lot of growing and propagation knowledge. These Haworthia plants are very beautiful and I wish I could show them to my grandmother now. Oddly enough though I doubt if my mom would find them to be that interesting. Maybe house plant interest skips generations whether a person is adopted or biological?

Posted by Stan on 03/03/05@07:19 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Foot Fetish

Some time in March, 2003, shortly after getting Lucifer Sam:
"Awwww, look, he's humping my feet!" The site of this tiny little Pug puppy, no bigger than my feet, humping (in comparison) this HUMUNGOUS foot was sooooo cute!

Summer 2003-February 2005:
"Stop that! Bad Pug! Stop humping! Stop that now! Get off of my feet! BAAAAADDDD!!!!!"

March 3, 2003, After Lucifer Sam was not himself post-anaesthesia, looking for signs that he's back to normal:
"Aw, look he's humping my feet!"

Posted by Ann on 03/03/05@03:22 PM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Who was that, and what did he do with my Pug?

Lucifer Sam still had a hangover from the anaesthesia yesterday (FOUR teeth were extracted!). He'd stand around in sort of a peanut shape, which reminded me so much of Hieronymus after he fell down the stairs and was put on steroids. He just didn't seem like his silly, spunky, bright, coochie, snuggly, alert Lucifer Sam self. He was a different Pug. I was scared that the old Lucifer Sam was gone, and in his place was a personality-less, dumb, sad, quiet dog. I think he's back now, in fact I know he's back now the way he was playing with Plato. And Plato was such a distraught Boston on Tuesday when his Pug was gone. Once he came back, Plato seemed sooooo happy. He can't stand losing his dog buddies.

Sometimes when a friendship is dissolving, you are wondering if it would be different if the other person was his old self. But would you want that, because after all, you have changed too. Either way, I guess the future of the relationship was doomed.

Posted by Ann on 03/03/05@09:20 AM CST ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

Monday, February 28, 2005

Blog Lady

Stan and I are doing our yearly ritual of Twin Peaks watching. I suddenly got the inspiration that a very Peaksian name for a journal would be "The Blog Lady." I guess if I were to start over with this thing, I could call this journal that, even though this is not a blog.

Anyway.

Lucifer Sam gets his teeth cleaned and one pulled tomorrow, which means they have to anaesthetize him for that. I wish I could just hold them while they do that...the tooth is loose anyway. I get so scared to think of my pug being anaesthetized...I hear it's dangerous for short nosed dogs.

It's hard to concentrate. I shouldn't worry so...he had anaesthesia when he was fixed, and he came out fine.

It's just in my nature, I guess.

Posted by Ann on 02/28/05@09:02 PM CST ..::Link::..3 Screamers.

Confusing Dream with a Guy that Looks Like Joe Pesci

Very odd dreams. I dreamt I was at my parents house. I must've been a teenager because I was working at the Methodist Church babysitting (as I did in high school and early college until my job at the Chemistry Stockroom got more hours). It was a weeknight and I had a babysitting gig, but I was upset and crying and didn't want to walk over there while I was upset. Then I walked out of the house and started to crawl up my mom's laundry line (one of those horrible little aluminum contraptions that looks sort of like a square satellite antenna...very popular in the mid century before dryers became the norm...my mom still doesn't have a dryer...or cable tv...or a microwave [hey...I don't have a microwave either!]). Anyway, the laundry line changes into a tree and there's a black woman living in the tree. She tells me I really should get a parachute in case I fall. I told her the fall down was only 8 feet, and she told me I need one anyway. Then this woman's husband or boyfriend starts to drive us away (while we're in the tree) and I say that Stan should be along any minute, but Stan is late in finding us and we sort of get separated, but then we meet again in some restaurant. Stan's hair is dyed like it was during our early relationship. Then Stan and I start to drive off. We're in the middle of nowhere...isolated, desert. Then finally, we see what looks like an industrial part of town, but it's very hazy. We see a colisseum or a large parking garage. We drive into it...it's very medievil looking, old brick, crumbling, yet very industrial. There's a man in one of the higher tiers and he's looking down at us. Stan sees him and says "hey, it's Joe" and I thought it's probably someone from his job. Stan motions to "Joe" to come down and meet us. He's this shrimpy little Italian man that looks like Joe Pesci (although I don't think it was Joe Pesci the actor...it was just someone who looked like Joe Pesci the actor...whose name just happened to be Joe...) We go with "Joe" to a restaurant. It's one of those sunken restaurants with two aisles of steps separated by a banister. I couldn't get down the "right" aisle, so I'm going down the "left" aisle and it looks like I'm sneaking in because I'm not entering properly. The host behind the cash register (dark hair, swarthy, prickish, not my type) says the special is grilled cheese sandwiches or something. I ignore him, I thought he was patronizing me. We sit at a table with Joe, his wife, some other guy that looks like Joe and I think another woman who looks like Joe. (who the hell are these people?) I ask "What city is this, anyway?" "Greeley," says Joe.

Posted by Ann on 02/28/05@10:16 AM CST ..::Link::..2 Screamers.
By Stan @ 07:19 PM CST:03:03:05 ..::Link::..Whisper or Scream?

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