Morning

I’ve been having such odd dreams lately.  Every night it seems, I wake up in the wee hours of the morning, with some strong visual left over from my dream.  One that doesn’t let me drift back to sleep.  Demands attention.  And I’m usually good at this kind of thing, but lately it’s like that part of my mind is closed, and doesn’t want to open so I can figure out whatever it is that my subconscious is trying to tell me.

It’s around quarter to six.  I’ve been up for an hour and a half, and I couldn’t tell you what the dream was that woke me this morning, although, I do know that I lay in bed thinking about it for a while, before I realized that sleep wasn’t coming back and put on my robe and am now on the family room sofa typing to you.

I did get a flash just now, A tiny, barely there image, a scrap of a dream, but I don’t know if it was from tonight, or the night before.  Me, looking into the mirror and realizing that the hairdresser woman has plucked my eyebrows way too much and she’s trying to pluck some more and I don’t want her too, because there is only a thin, barely there line of them left and my face doesn’t look like me anymore.  It looks hard, shut.  Scares me slightly, how I look.  Like I have become someone else, through a decision someone else made.  And yet, I made it too, because I didn’t stop her.  Thought, it didn’t matter.  Didn’t realize how much it did.

Dave was here for his two days off, Will’s dad too.  And so the house was full of all these tall lanky males.  They had a pretend Christmas, with Christmas crackers and funny hats and presents and we ate dinner in the dining room and toasted each other and Emily too.  I always miss her even more than usual when I have the rest of the family assembled.

Very excited about the holidays.  I get all three of my children home this year.  Dave only for Christmas day because he has to work, but still, what a luxury! 

I’ve already ordered my free range turkey and am planning to make a feast!

Did everyone check out my daughter’s blog?  It is very Emily, huh?  xo

Don’s the breakfast cook today, but since I’m up so early, I think I shall shuffle quietly around the kitchen and make some piping hot homemade blueberry muffins.  That will be a nice surprise for when everybody wakes up.

See you.  Hope your day is good!

Posted by Meg Tilly on Tuesday, December 09, 2008 in Chewing the Fat