I had one dream involving a variation of my grandmother's house and it involved long drives and prom dresses and being late for something, but I couldn't find something and two of my friends said there was one car left and they'd make it wait for me. However, when I came out, they were sitting on the wheel-wells and it was driving off, but going slow enough to where I was running after it to try to jump on, so I wouldn't get left behind.
Another one involved trying to do something on the computer and Tyler's brother, Brandon, being around and he needed the wireless, too, but you had to be within two feet of the hub to use it. I was sitting on the floor next to the hub and he had to sit next to me and he was so upset by having to be within a couple feet of me that he started crying, then ran off.
The third one, I didn't remember until I was in the shower and noticed a small cut on the inside of my right hand on the meaty part of the palm by the thumb. I only remembered a flash of the dream where I looked at my palm (that part where the cut is) and there was something black barely sticking out of the skin. It was like a splinter, but it was the size of the clippy part of a mechanical pencil (see picture below)...
I used my left thumb and pushed on my skin on the far side of the "splinter" to try to push it out. It slowly starting pushing out through my skin and when about a centimetre's worth was out, I was able to grab the exposed end with my fingers and pull it out. However, I had only pulled out the plastic, there was still a rubber strip left in my hand. I tried the same technique, but because it was rubber and not plastic, it wouldn't push out as easily. I had to get tweezers and stick them inside the opening of the "cut" and pull the rubber out. Needless to say, it was gross.
I don't know what any of it means, though I'm not sure I would want to know what removing plastic and rubber that was stuck in my hand means.
I slept fairly late this morning, since I had no reason to wake up. My mom was kind enough to take care of Eis and make waffles, too. I woke up at 1100 and had a waffle, then put Eis down for another nap, while I showered. When I got out, I dried my hair and, by then, my mom was dressing Eis for our errands. She went out to tell my dad where we were going and decided it was too warm for long sleeves, so I changed Eis into a little short-sleeved dress with some matching chonis underneath. She was adorable, but I didn't get any pics on my phone.
We went to the library because I decided I should jump on the bandwagon and read The Hunger Games, but there were out and the waiting list was a mile long. I don't want to buy it, since the last thing I need is more physical books. Then we drove to Babies R Us, since I have $100 there, but they didn't have what I was looking for -- a silicone freezer tray for prepared baby food. I was disappointed because I don't like shopping there, since the stuff is fairly expensive (the clothes are adorable), but they either don't have what I want or they do and it costs more and I have to pay for shipping cause I have to get it online. I'd much rather have money to BabyEarth.
Then we went to HEB (they had a silicone tray, which we got) and I got ingredients for three meals I'll be cooking this week. I'll let you know how they turn out and I'll try to remember to take pictures. It'd be nice to have some more meals to add to my repertoire.
On a final note, my nicknames always seem to evolve into other nicknames. Example: Puck > Puckle > Puggle > Duggle > Dougalus > Duggie > Dougs > Bubbs > Puckle Dougalus Aloisius Birkenstock Espinoza
Eisley > Eis > Eisenheimer
Eisley > Fuss Budget > Budget (pronounced: boo-zhay)
Eisley > RatFink > Finkalus > Finkalus Rigby > Zhay Finkalus Rigby
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