Monday, May 14, 2007

Dream Weaver








































It isn’t something I do very often, but last night I was completely enveloped in my dreams. I was dreaming so heavily that it became my reality. It was one of those run-on dreams where even after waking to pee I was able to rejoin as if on demand and right where I left off. I was completely engrossed. It was a strange dream, too. I remember being frightened, at Disney World, being pursued, and somehow stuck in a web of ‘dark’ rides that were integrated into the natural landscape. I couldn’t find my way out. In addition, I was hungry and broke. Not sure where all that came from. Through all of that I remember, too, feeling completely rested and well slept. But come rise time, 5:40am, I struggled to shake the sleepies. It was almost as if I was still asleep.

Once I finished my sit-ups & push-ups I came to life. And after a set of curls my focus turned towards walking Ykraps and the sweet smell of freshly brewed coffee and now just minutes away. Our walk was an enjoyable one. It was fairly cool – upper 40’s. It was clear and the forecasted weather was awesome – near 80 and sunshine. We need rain, however, and looking ahead, we’re expecting some overnight Tuesday into Wednesday. Thus far, it has been a remarkable May.

I delivered Mindy’s coffee, got cracking on food prep, and whipped up scrambled eggs for breakfast. I was showered and ready to depart for work by 7:40am, but I took a little time for myself before heading out the door.

Work was busy – just like most Monday’s. My doctor’s office called mid-morning to confirm my Tuesday morning appointment. They also reminded me to fast – water only 12 hours before. That’ll be tough! I left for my run around 12:45pm. It was right at 80 degrees. I wore my long sleeved wicking shirt with the sleeves rolled up.

As of Sunday, I have dedicated myself to wearing fresh running clothes each day to try to heal my runner’s rash. My research indicates that I am prone to fungal itch from wearing warm, wet, clothes and having skin rub against itself while I run. To make matters worse, I typically wash them once a week. The rash seems to manifest along the seam lines of my shorts and shirt. But wearing fresh, clean running clothes seems to curb it. I guess I’ll need to develop a routine of washing my running clothes every other night since I have two primary sets. For the past several years I have worn the same outfit everyday for a week tossing them in the dryer each night when I get home from work. Perhaps TMI?

The afternoon went by quickly. We were briskly busy. Mindy was eager to have a Mindy Jimmy date after work. We selected Beef O’ Brady’s at my prompting. We’ve never been there before and it comes highly recommended. Besides, it’s literally right next door to Darby Creek Nursery and I’ve been wanting to stop in just to browse. Mindy walked Ykraps before I got home. She was on the deck sitting under the shade of the Red Maple listening to the babbling fountain & sipping a glass of wine.

I was a little down after a draining day at the office. Sometimes it just doesn’t feel rewarding. We drove the Trooper even though it would’ve been an ideal BM’er night. Mindy encouraged me to avoid Roberts Rd. – probably a good thing. We took Hilliard Cemetery Rd all the way out. Beef’s wasn’t crowded at all. We took a table on the patio just out of the sun’s direct rays. It was surprisingly cool away from the sun. I ordered a Watterson & Mindy a Reuben. We also shared an order of giant onion rings. The food was good but well short of the spectacular rating commonly given by us to Barley’s pub food. But we’ll probably come back. We finished around 6:40pm and went over to Darby Creek Nursery. There we perused their many offerings in a colorful and serene setting. Their prices were extremely high. Case and point, we saw a large Japanese Maple (probably with a 8-10’ canopy) for a whopping $5999! I was interested in looking at a Tri-Color Beech tree and flowering shrubs.

We left for home at 7:10pm and made it there by 7:25pm. Jim was already there on the deck with the kids. Bella came running, crying for her momma. She had wet her pants. She said she couldn’t wait any longer even after being prodded by Jacob to pee in the bushes. It was difficult, if not wrong, to dole out any punishment for that. Besides, it was Mindy’s fault that we were late.

Jim left minutes after we got home and in the house. Because of the time, Mindy got the kids ready for bed promptly. I changed Bella into her pajamas and cleaned her up. She was a bit difficult. We tucked them both in by 8:05pm. We retreated to the kitchen where we shared some ice water and tried hopelessly to repair my broken glass frames despite both of us being tired. We ended up fooling around with the glasses for over an hour. We went to bed at 9:45pm eager to get a good night’s sleep.

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