I should be sleeping
04/10/2009 10:54 a.m.

This is what two Rock Stars (sugar free) in a day will do to a woman. LOL! I need to be sleeping. Tomorrow is a busy day - bank, and Meme has an appointment, and I have to call Kaiser to figure out appt times since I lost my date book, and take Carla to rent her car, and take Steven to work tomorrow afternoon, and finish my WR 122 essay, and the extra credit assignment, and work on my accounting homework, *take a breath*, and all the usual stuff (taking care of Meme and the dogs and working out).

My old friend, Dale, found me yesterday. I'd forgotten what a funny sweetheart he is. It makes sense, after I dreamed of Grandmother Cher Bear, dreaming that she wasn't dead afterall, and that she'd come back to teach me, and lived only two doors down from me, in my new apartment in my dream. Dale is connected to all of that, and he'd been thinking of me too, in real life, as he pruned a tree in his new yard (he said, for some reason, the leaves reminded him of me). Then, he was installing yahoo messenger for his daughter and my name was in her list of friends, and he just contacted me out of the blue after 2 1/2 years of not keeping in touch. I've known Dale since the kids were LITTLE, since the triplets were 3, so....that's nearly 15 years. WOW!!!

We've camped at Celilo together through the years, and when the kids' dad and I divorced, it was Dale who would come over with Cortnay (his daughter) to rouse me out of my depression with his many suggestions of "come on, Ali, just put the kids in the car and let's go look at Christmas lights," or, "don't worry about a shower, just grab your bathing suit and let's take the kids and go swim!!!" and "we don't have to go out, I'll bring a movie and you grab the pizza and we'll have a night in". Next time, he'd show up with a bushel full of dollar store water guns, and we'd all have a water fight in the yard, or bubbles, and we'd bbq and blow bubbles until it got too dark to see. When I left Portland for Oklahoma in '97, he'd been planning on asking Grandmother for her blessing to marry me. But before he could ask, I was gone. Then, the last time we really connected was almost three years ago when we had a short, little romantic trial that just didn't seem to sizzle for me, and so we parted friends at my request. He's been sober for, what, 25 years now. During our little romantic trial, he was soooooo good to Meme and the kids. When he'd visit, I'd come home from work to find dinner cooked, the lawn mowed, the house clean and flowers on the table for me. Go figure why I didn't fall head over heels. When we talked yesterday, he said he figured I still had wild oats to sow. I don't know about that, but....

It sure was nice that he popped up like that! I think we might go have coffee (No, REALLY, just have coffee...LOL) on Saturday either before or after my counseling appt in Portland. Not sure, but that's the tentative plan at this point. It'll be good to catch up with how he's doing in his life. I don't know if Cortnay will be visiting, but it'd be awesome to see her, too. I think she's graduating this year the same as the triplets, but I don't remember for sure.

Alright, I think I'd better get my butt into bed, even if I don't manage to fall asleep I can rest.

I am currently: wondering what the heck
Listening to: a mouse looking for something to eat, hoping he'll wander into the live traps so I can take him to the country to let him go - AWAY from the house.