Jasmine

It seems that all of my family members have remembered that I exist all at once. It's funny, because that is how it usually happens. I can go for months not hearing from anybody. Then suddenly, they all call, write, or show up at the front door all at once. I need to check my astrology transit chart and see if I can spot this particular phenomenon. I am sure it's in there.

While, it is nice to hear from them, sometimes I get a little tired. Too much stimuli, I think. I am not used to too much excitement, because I live a very dull life.

I am okay with my dull, boring, life though. My younger years had too much drama, and I am officially retired from drama.

I deleted my account there. I simply don't like it. I tried to like it, but I don't. Somehow I always ended up feeling more lonely...and it is a social site, so what is up with that? Anyway, it just gave me an "ugh" feeling. Life is too short for "ugh" feelings.

(Edit...and this is no hidden commentary about anyone. I am just allergic to that site.)

In last night's dream, humans powering a spaceship come in contact with an alien world which appeared to be inhabitted by some rather tall "Greys" in whitish/silverish metallic suits. The human craft remained above land, and it later sent a team of two down to the surface during the dark hours of the planet. From the ship, it could be seen that there was a scuffle below between the humans and the aliens. The humans quickly reboarded the ship, but that wasn't the end of it. One of the aliens below shot and killed another alien, and then began gesturing to the others that it was the humans that killed the alien. As a result, the humans found themselves fleeing for their lives.

In another dream, kittens were being turned into candles. Thus a new product was born...Kitten Candles. Sick, but cute.

Last night's dream wasn't really a dream exactly, it could have been one of my paranormal house guests. I really don't know. I just know that at some point in the middle of the night I heard a heavy breathing monster or something. It was like the thing that lives under the bed. Anything that breathes like that has to be ugly. I woke up annoyed. I was very indignant that something would breathe like that in my general direction.

I have my own room. The only other critters in here are one hermit crab and one hamster. Neither one of them breathes like that. Anyway, I just went to the bathroom, and then went back to bed. I am sure it was around two in the morning. That is the typical time of night for such oddities to occur.

EDIT: The kiddo's perspective... "It was just you breathing, Mom."

Horrible child. lol. I am pretty sure I don't snore, but I am unable to verify this at this time.

So, lately I've been having a lot of alien takeover dreams. I know why, too. I read a lot of different internet theories just before going to bed. Each one is more compelling than the last. While they are extremely interesting, they aren't exactly helpful for a restful night's sleep.

The latest theory I've read was that the Bible is full of UFO evidence, and that the book of Revelations is actually predicting an alien takeover. The various sites I have read make a very interesting case.

And let me just say, for the record, that I've read the Bible pretty thoroughly in my teenage years. My parents' church had a policy on making sure that everyone knew their Bible. That is one thing they did very well. In the end, I felt like I personally went to seminary school. I have several Christian friends these days who are sometimes shocked to learn what all is in their Bible. They obviously did not go to my parents' church. :D

Anyway, now that my spiritual path has changed course, I find it interesting to look at the Bible from an entirely different perspective...such as alien armageddon. And you know, I am glad that I have the freedom to explore it from different view points if the mood strikes me. I have no spiritual dictators in my life, so I can be a tourist of sorts. So, who knows, maybe these internet people are right and the Bible is chock-full of aliens. I don't think I want to be the one who gets first-hand experience in the matter.

Back to last night's dream. Last night's dream was different than the others I have had. There was indeed an alien takeover, but in the end the humans fought back and took over the aliens and their home planet. The aliens weren't too happy, and they regretted ever thinking about messing with us.

I saw that they are going to start something called Camp Nanowrimo this year, and that sounds wonderful, I just don't know what their rules are. It has to be better than trying to write in November. In November, epic things happen...like the flu season. Last year, though, it was hardwood floors. The man I am officially married to, but not romantically involved with (legally-binding housemate), decided to go ahead and rip up the allergy-burdened carpets. Thus, I suddenly found myself sleeping in the garage with mounds of furniture all around me. The rest of my November was spent moving furniture back into the house. It took me ages to figure out where we put everything.

Plus, I am a homeschooling mom. Summer time is just way better for us. We have vegging-out perfected to an art form during that time of year. So I think this is far more doable for me.

Anyway, not knowing their rules, I have come up with some of my own. I am not going to share them here, because they are mine alone. But if I "win" according to my own standards, I will allow myself a trinket from their shop. I like the shinies they have there.