Mine eyes have seen the blandness of the middle of the night

[rockinlibrarian]

I have been sleeping SO BADLY the past few days. Toss and turn and up every two hours and bad dreams all the way through. Don't know what it is. Maybe my house is clean and my body can't adjust! Or, more likely, the change in weather-- it's All of a Sudden Summer-- did it. Maybe it's PMS. Last night could have something to do with the large quantities of cake I ate yesterday. That doesn't account for the nights before that though!

Also, normal length hair gets greasy way faster than really friggin' long hair. No wonder you people with normal length hair actually wash it every day. I never HAD to when it was really friggin' long. That's the difference, there. Or maybe it also has something to do once again with it being All of a Sudden Summer. Maybe that's why I sleep bad.

Oh, but Maggie, one of my dreams last night I was driving down this highway to what I think was a job interview, and it suddenly occurred to me that I'd been driving a really long time without paying attention to where I was going and I'd forgotten what exit to take and I had a feeling I might have passed it, so I took this random exit just to get off the highway and found myself in what looked like Greensburg, and I said, "There's a Sheetz around this corner, I can ask for directions there," but it turned out JIOIO'S was around the corner, and I went in there to find my sister eating with a bunch of her friends including wonderingmind and oddly enough, Jon Fisher, and I was like "Why is my sister hanging out with her ex-boyfriend's brother?" but this was never explained to me. And everyone was eating this bizarre pizza in layers and dipping it in this oddly brown pizza sauce. And I looked at my directions and found out there were four different ways to get to the place I was going, but only one of them made sense from the place I was at now, but of course it was the most complicated one.

Anyway, yesterday we were supposed to have a lot of people over but ended up three short. This worked out okay though in the end. First, Maggie had to work, so she couldn't come. Then, Jason's mom started complaining that she had too much to do and why didn't we tell her about this like five months in advance or something and so on and so on, so finally she decided not to come. Then apparently she convinced Jason's DAD that HE also had too much to do, too. So only Bethany came from his side of the family. But my side of the family was well-covered, because last week my mom said, "Aunt Beth is going to be in town [from Chicago], maybe she can come too!" and I said SURE! And then it turned out to be not just Aunt Beth but also Uncle Greg and Sarah and Ian. Add in my parents and my brother. And Daisy (good news with no in-laws: no Nike-the-brat-dog, either). So we were well populated. We made our terrific hamburgers for everyone, and my parents brought just about everything else: Chinese Cole Slaw, watermelon salsa, baked beans, and a cake with berries on top (very good). Bethany also brought an orange Jello salad, which oddly enough was one of the things her mother had been complaining she didn't have time to do. I don't know, maybe Bethany just decided to do it. We played games and talked (or listened to Aunt Beth talk? No, everybody else got some words in, too), and it was fairly nice.

Today is Memorial Day, which is a paid holiday for everyone who's been at work longer than me, but just an unpaid day off for me. I like the day off, particularly seeing how badly I've slept lately (and this is REALLY a day off, too, considering that I had to get all my chores done BEFORE people came over yesterday), but dude, we still poor. We've got a long way to go before we're out of the red, and unpaid holidays don't help.

I swear I heard the Canonsburg Cannon go off this morning for Memorial Day, but Jason swears it's a dump truck. Highly unromantic (in the broader sense of the word). Anyway, why would the dump truck be WORKING today?

I have a new appreciation for Memorial Day as a military holiday this year after watching so much Band of Brothers. I don't think people appreciate just what those men-- and nowadays women-- go through in war. They give their opinions on war or on the military, pro or con, but don't seem to appreciate what's ACTUALLY HAPPENING with the PEOPLE INVOLVED. We sang The Battle Hymn of the Republic in church yesterday and I was really looking at the words, and what AMAZINGLY MOVING poetry it is ESPECIALLY if you take it in the context of the battlefields of the Civil War-- what it means in the middle of all that. Of course, on the other hand, singing The Battle Hymn of the Republic also makes me want to sing "Chicken Sandwich" instead, which is something I suppose only magnolia___ and wonderingmind will understand, but trust me, it's entirely the antithesis of "moving."

Oddly, Memorial Day has a definite non-military memorial meaning for me, too: my grandmother died on Memorial Day 1994. Then I had to "march" in a "parade" in Derry which turned out to mainly involve us standing at parade rest in the middle of a REALLY sunny street "watching" (I couldn't actually see anything, and could barely hear anything) a memorial service for an hour, and this turned out to be the ONLY TIME EVER in my marching band career that I had to drop out of a parade/show/etc before the end. That was a memorable memorial day. Then the rest of the week we were staying with the Leonards in Pittsburgh for funeral stuff.

Now I suppose, now that I've successfully complained about sleeping badly and rambled on about other things, I really ought to go get breakfast.

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/magnolia---/]

my dreams have been pretty vivid lately. so i guess i've been sleeping alright.

haha, jon fisher. my ex is...hopeless. sometimes he still tries to get a date with me. i don't know what he doesn't understand about "i'm still with zeke after all these years". i haven't talked to him in a long time though, and it was weird because he emailed me on my birthday to wish me a happy birthday...i don't even remember HIS birthday...:-x

[rockonliz127.livejournal.com]

You didn't say you got your hair cut. How short? And what prompted the change?

[rockinlibrarian.livejournal.com]

Still long by normal people standards. Remember when I cut my hair junior year? Same length. It just needed trimmed, and I said to myself, a whole lot needs trimmed and I've got quite a lot, so I might as well cut off enough to donate, so I took off 14 inches. I think it's cool that my hair was long enough that I could cut it that short and STILL do it all myself.

[tigger18325.livejournal.com]

WOW. That is awesome that you donated your hair. You will have to send me a pic of you with the new hair.

[rockinlibrarian.livejournal.com]

Well, it's very not dramatic a new hairdo. I could probably photoshop a picture instead of actually take one in fact. (If my computer still had photoshop). It now just comes to the bottom of my shoulderblades instead of to my butt.

[tigger18325.livejournal.com]

I will miss the hair down to your butt. I am sure the shorter length looks good on you though, probably easier to wash and brush. Even if it does have to be washed more often.