Rainy day blues.

I've always been sensitive to the weather.  And a lack of sunshine.  And this week has been no different.  While the last couple of days have been warm by Eastern Carolina standards, it's been slightly overcast and (today) downright nasty.

It's raining/drizzling this morning and all I want to do is go home and go back to bed.  That could have something to do with the fact that I was up at 5:00 this morning with a fussy baby.  It could also be the fact that I have had the CRAZIEST dreams the last few nights and it's truly starting to disrupt my sleep.

Last night I dreamt I got attacked by a hairy rattlesnake.  Yes...hairy.  And it was a horribly vivid dream that I had a hard time shaking when I awoke from it.  I woke feeling like I had the creepy crawlies and things were biting me.  It was horrible.  It's the same kind of dreams and sensations I had when I was on Citalopram (an anti-depressant/anti-anxiety I was on for a short period of time before I got pregnant).  Needless to say, it was a horrible way to start my day.

So, basically, I'm feeling down in the dumps today.  I'm a little out of it and I'm having a hard time getting motivated.  On a brighter note, today is AA Milne's 130th birthday.  The many adventures of Christopher Robin and Pooh are some of my son's favorite stories right now.  Happy Birthday, Mr. Milne.  Here's to hoping many, many more generations of children get to experience the joy of a silly bear and his best friend.

Wedding dreams make me wanna scream....

I had two wedding dreams over the weekend. I had several friends who had either gotten married or gotten engaged before I did so, thankfully, I expected this. But what I didn't expect was how stressed out they'd make me!

The first dream I had on Friday night. The gyst of it was that I forgot to hire a DJ and people I didn't know were eating my catering. Not that my catering is going to be anything spectacular (we're doing NC bbq, fried chicken, and the fixins) but still. No one wants univited people eating their food.

The second dream was early this morning and man, it's still got me worried. On this one, I waited until 17 days before the wedding to do anything and we decided to just say forget it, we'll get married by the Justice of the Peace right now. (Which, honestly, would be perfectly fine with Vito.) I remember saying something about, "Is it eloping if we dont' leave the country?" I asked that like 100 times to anyone who would listen.

I always wonder if my dreams don't hold more prophesy than I'd like to admit. I firmly believe your dreams are trying to tell you something. Finding out what is usually the hard part. I just hope these dreams don't amount to anything more than motivating me to find a DJ and get all my planning done early.