Two Realizations

This week I've come to two realizations about my life:

1. Full moon = nightmares all week.
Is this crazy, or what? For the past however long, I can't remember when this didn't happen, every month I'll have a week where I dream nothing but nightmares. See, I remember at least one, sometimes even two or three, dreams every night. It's extremely rare that I don't. So I started keeping track of when this week of nightmares happens, and the other day I found the patter. The week of the full moon. Now, this could be a coincidence, but I'm pretty sure it's not.
What this means? I have no idea. Strange, for sure. At least now I'll know when to expect them.

2. Stormy days = sleepy Lianne.
I don't know if it's the energy, or the color of the sky, or what exactly it is about cloudy, stormy days. Whatever it is, it makes me nearly narcoleptic. For example, this dark and stormy afternoon (tee hee), Caleb was munching on his lunch, playing with his wooden train and mega blocks tunnels, and watching Winnie the Pooh while I was reading. Next thing I know, it's an hour and a half later, the movie has reverted to the menu screen, and Caleb is in his room playing with matchbox cars on his road rug. Crazy.

What about you? Do you have any strange reactions to weather/nature?

Layout problem is fixed!

Hooray! Hooray! No more doubled blog posts! WHAT a relief!

Something Beautiful

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Something Beautiful

I know, it's not Wednesday, but I have a good excuse for being a couple days late.

All of Wednesday and Thursday I spent reading the entire 522 pages of The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood. I'm a bit of a procrastinator, and had left the reading of this book club selection (MY book club selection) to the week of our meeting. Yikes. BUT. I did it! And it was a success with the other members of the club too, which I was super worried about; it seems like people either love or hate Margaret Atwood, no in-betweeners.

So, even though it's Friday, here is this week's something beautiful.



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Flog Yo Blog and My Favorite Song

This song has been THE most influential song to me. It's been my favorite since early high school, and never, ever gets old. It also almost always brings me to tears. I hope you find it as moving as I do.

Something Beautiful Wednesday

Lilly and Her Soviet Sub V2



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One More Step

I've been trying to simplify my outlook on life by asking, "What's my one next step?" Rather than getting overwhelmed by everything I want to accomplish, or everything that makes me feel so deeply, by asking this question it takes down the stress level a bit, and gives me a way to process something I can actually, physically do, instead of merely thinking of the many, many things to do.

This morning I took another step on the road to a healthier, thinner me. I actually woke up with the alarm clock, put on my sneakers, and went for a run. Voluntarily. For someone who loathes running, this some good progress. It wasn't a fast run, and it certainly wasn't a long run. But I DID IT, and that's what matters.

Flog Yo Blog "Friday"

Blog hopping time!

Charlaine Harris has a monopoly on my reading time.

This is frustrating to me. Gone is my ability to devour a history book. My thirst for poetry and linguistics is no longer there. The desire to learn more about psychology and current events? Gone. The quest to read everything Margaret Atwood has written? Set aside. Bible study? Eked out at the last minute (literally). Tackling those classics I've never gotten around to? They can wait.

Nothing but the Sookie Stackhouse series will satisfy me. I feel pretty guilty. I feel lazy. But they are so juicy and delicious! And oh so much fun after some pretty intense reads (The Count of Monte Cristo, Infidel, Pride and Prejudice, Moby Dick, the Preacher graphic novels, etc). It's good to relax and give my brain a vacation, right? Sometimes it really is nice to sink my teeth (tee hee!) into a book that doesn't take too much energy to get through.

I feel better, after that guilty admission. And so, further neglecting household chores and the quest for higher intellect, I'm on to Dead to the World, in which Eric the statuesque viking vampire is wearing a red speedo. Mmmhmm.

Something Beautiful Wednesday

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Caterpillar

Today was a beautiful day: not too hot, not too breezy, perfect for spending several hours outside. While I was pulling weeds and Caleb was helping, we stopped for about fifteen or twenty minutes to admire a caterpillar. He still wasn't thrilled about holding a bug himself, but loved that I would. He also thought the inch-worm way of moving was one of the most funny things he'd ever seen. It made such a big impression on him that he told Eric about the "tiny green caterpillar" when he got home from work.

This is precisely why I love having this time with my little boy. I love introducing him to the nature, to science, to the world in which we live.