17 November 2006

I don't like dill.

In fact, I think it's nasty. See, I don't so much mind dill pickles but dill in salad or on my food = yuck.

I had almost-nightmares last night. I've been trying to be cool about the D.Mar surgery thing, trying not to assume the worst, so on so forth... but of course, after having experienced cancer so close to home one can't help but think of the worst. Last night was a terrible sleep, I kept having the same dream over and over, waking up in between. It was MEM coming up to me and telling me that she has cancer and then I would wake up. Horrible. I slept until 9, wandered around the house, still felt exhausted, crawled back into bed and slept until 11:30. I'm most relieved to have heard that the doctor's didn't find anything but they're still waiting for the pathology report. I'm much more at ease but still slightly on edge. Phew.

Horse show that I organized is this weekend. This may potentially be the last year I invest my time into it. I partially wanted to do it so that my students would have a chance to show, so I hope they appreciate it. Indeed.

Scheduled a vet check on Wednesday. adl;skcnew;okrnekmg;krm!!! Of course, she must pass the vet check before she can come home with me but it's still causing my brain to do little flips, because I'm not quite sure that I'm mentally with it. She is an adorable little one though. Trying not to be excited in case she doesn't pass the vet check but alas it's difficult not to think that I may potentially be owning both of the horses I liked. Despite trying not to be excited about her, I've already demanded that her name be changed. I shall forego mentioning it here because I don't want to get it stuck in my head, thus we've taken to calling her "Minnow". I'm not sure how I feel about it but it's definitely much better than her current name. I'm open to suggestion.

Have I mentioned that I love the Little Red One? He is absolutely adorable and one cool horse.

AVH = 1.5 weeks left on the boat.
Me = I can't wait to talk with him again! (and see him soon?)

But in the meantime, I have copious amounts of homework. So much so that I might have nightmares about it tonight. Oy.

1 comment:

Strawberry Tart said...

I hate dill as well. I find it offensive and obtrusive. I also miss my boy. My, my how similar our lives are.