Dreams

I've had a lot of odd dreams lately, so I thought would have a bit of fun and try interpreting them. This is the site I used for help figuring out what my mind is trying to tell me.

Dream 1
I am riding on a roller coaster - wee! (I have had several roller coaster dreams in the past but this one isn't as fun as the others typically are.) It starts great but as we go over each little hill we briefly lose contact with the track and just as I am realizing that hold up, LOSING CONTACT WITH THE TRACK, we fly off the track completely - in slow motion, we soar off into the air, spinning around and upside down. I am looking at the ground to see where we are going to land and I see a lake and I am hoping we land in the lake...

Symbolic meanings:
Roller coasters: erratic behavior or frequent ups and downs in life
Falling: lack of control or support in life

Dream 2
I am at a baseball game and a concessions guy walks by selling things out of a shopping cart. I recognize him and say "hey" and shake his hand. He continues on down the row selling his wares but stops suddenly, turns back to me, and says, "Your family is weird."

Symbolic meanings:
Shopping cart: reaping rewards and benefits for hard work
Attending a baseball game: contentment and peace of mind
My family is weird, so this one makes some sense...

Dream 3
I have a younger brother who is turning into a werewolf. But as he changes, he does not become vicious, we continue to talk as he morphs. I scold him gently for getting himself into this situation to begin with, but mostly we are trying to figure out a solution this whole werewolf problem. No answer at hand, I end up getting tired of dealing with the situation and decide to give up and leave to go sew buttons on a shirt that needs mending.

Symbolic meanings:
Werewolf: fear, repressed anger, and uncontrollable violence
Frustration: difficulty dealing with a situation in life
Sewing: trying to make amends with others or fertility and growth
Buttons: wealth and security

Not sure what any of this means - I will leave it up to you to decide how psycho I am.

If you're ever on Jeopardy: People that are blind from birth dream just as much as everyone else - but their dreams are formed from their other senses such as touch, smell, taste and sound.

- lada will steal your heart, but has no interest in your kidneys

Fugeddaboudit

This little quiz is interesting. It asks a series of questions to determine what accent you have. These are my results:

What American accent do you have?

Northern. Whether you have the world famous Inland North accent of the Great Lakes area, or the radio-friendly sound of upstate NY and western New England, your accent is what used to set the standard for American English pronunciation (not much anymore now that the Inland North sounds like it does).

Want to see where you're accent is from?

We're going to start with "cot" and "caught." When you say those words do they sound the same or different?

Different Same Same, no wait I mean different, maybe, a little bit different...

- lada shot J.R.

A Spoonful of Sugar

Why am I surrounded by people who refuse to use medicine? I don't get you people - are you afraid that you may become addicted to Tylenol? Do you shy away from Pepto Bismal, afraid that the pink stuff will take over your life? Get over it! Over the counter medications are not crack. They do not alter your mood or your personality or get you high (other than NyQuil). They will however, make your headache go away/calm your heartburn/clear your sinuses.

Russ was giving me shit last night for taking a Tylenol PM to help me sleep. What he doesn't understand is that, although he can fall asleep the minute his head hits the pillow, some of us have problems falling asleep and staying asleep, especially with sore muscles from that day's strenuous workout (10 K race in 26 days). Besides, I only took one pill, which is half the recommended dosage. Oh, and did I mention that it is TYLENOL, not a knock-you-on-your-ass prescription AND I am not using any crank or blow in the mornings to wake up. As a matter of fact, I don't look anything like Elvis.

To make the evening worse, not only did I have to listen to him complain about my Tylenol PM usage, but I got to hear him moan and groan about the stabbing pains in his stomach from gorging himself on chili. Of course he refused to take any Tums for his indigestion. He just continued to complain all night about the horrbile pain, saying that it is probably a tumor in his pancreas. Oh yes readers, you heard me right - a tumor in his pancreas.
He isn't the only one either. The good doctor will spend all day at the hospital prescribing meds to help cure sick people, but won't take anything for her headache. You and Russ are both silly. I am obviously going to have to start mashing up pills and giving them to you in your applesauce. I'm just kidding, I would never medicate anyone without their knowledge.
Kool-Aid anyone? I just made a fresh pitcher. . .

Today is the one year birthday of lada land. Yippee! If you want a quick walk down memory lane (and since it is Pulaski Monday again), here is one of my favorite posts from the last year: Pulaski Day - March 6, 2006

If you're ever on Jeopardy: The average bra size today is 36C - ten years ago it was 34B.

- some people call lada the space cowboy

AaaaaBoo!

In case you are having a bad day - it is impossible to watch this and not giggle.

- lada looks like one of those rap guys' girlfriends