Mistakes and Regrets

Sometimes mistakes just have a way of hanging around and making things more difficult. I guess all we can hope for is that they don't end up ruining everything....and do our best to soldier through when things look like tough going...

Going along...

It's kind of weird...how we all just go along and live our lives, and sometimes we run into new people and we all have our effects on each other. I wonder how my life has been changed by these casual encounters, and how I've changed others.

Dream...

Had quite the dream last night...

Started out in some sort of barracks or something, where I lived next to this man I was interested in. And there were these evil beings that took you over...kind of like yeerks from Animorphs, you know? He came in one day and we started hanging out...and then I think it sort of jumped forward where we were hanging out at his sort of hotel room, and then I had to go to the bathroom. The room didn't have a bathroom in it, so I had to go to a sort of communal one. When I was coming out of it, there was some sort of man in a Jason (like, the freaky killer guy) mask that made me scream really hard, but then I started laughing because it was just some person dressed up.
So I went back to the room and the guy was sitting there, so I went over and we talked or whatever.
After a while, he want to go get food or something, and his ex or something comes barging in and says she wants to know where he is or she loves him and that he'd been missing for days, or something similar...and I was confused because he had been with me minutes ago. Then she shows me a paper where he had been missing for days...and then I remembered some random fact about Jason, that he can create illusions or covers (I doubt if that's a real fact, that is just what my dream said, haha).
So this begins a grand trip to try to find him...we go all over this failing world - famine, disease, ect, by the evil guys. This part is a little fuzzy, but at some point we found my guy...who helped protect me from some evil dogs...and then he got taken away again? Or something. At some point, an older couple, a small child, and some sort of male doctor join us. We get back to the hotel room from the beginning and I have MAJOR de ja vus. We had already done this! Turns out we had done this entire story before, but he left a way for us to get to him. And he left a hint somewhere for us.....he wrote a date onto the cupboards in the room, which led to a filing cabinet...which led to ANOTHER envelope.
I found the last clue, which held warm clothing and hats....this is when the older couple said they couldn't come with us, so we started crying and saying how much they had helped us (which I'm sure they did, I just can't remember it), while the rest of us got dressed to go save my guy...

that was when I woke up. haha. Is this some sort of movie?

So at 11:59 am, Saturday February 28, my godchild AM (or Baby B) was born. 7 pounds, 2 ounces, and 19 3/4 inches long, with brown hair! : )

Waiting for Baby B!

So H and I are in the waiting room, obviously waiting, for Baby B to venture out. Mom, Dad, and one of the aunts is in the room asleep now, trying to reserve strength for the big day coming up! They induced her a couple hours ago because her protein was low and her blood pressure was high, and originally things were supposed to start around 7 am, but she started having contractions pretty quickly, so they think the process might be a little speedier for her. Seems like mom and Baby B are going along fairly well, though.
So soon I'll be a godmom! : )

My favorite color...

ORANGE – Orange is associated with vibrancy and the tropics, as well as warmth and contentment. It can instill a sense of fun and excitement. It implies health. It suggests pleasure, cheer, endurance, generosity and ambition. It can make an expensive product seem more affordable. It appeals to a wide range of people, both male and female.

You are goodbye....

Another one down the drain, to bury itself in the muck. A blinded pilot, stuck in a veil of fog, on a crash course of love. A memory of another time, but it's stuck in the hole of yesterday. I watched you walk away as I walked away myself, and I said goodbye to hope. A third opportunity to give yourself away, but another chance to run. A sleepless night, a dreamless sleep, an empty hand...another chance to grieve.