After my husband left for work this morning, I fell back asleep. I don't normally do that. Now I feel like I overslept and I feel a little out of sorts because of a dream I had. I know it is only a dream, that it won't really happen. But it freaked me anyway. I need to write it out and get it out of my mind.

In my dream, my husband was out playing in a softball tournament (he really is going to be doing that today - so I understood why this was in my dream). There was a knock on the door. It was my ex-boyfriend, the one I broke up with 10 days before I met my husband. He only wanted to talk. I wasn't going to let him, but he sort of forced his way in. I don't remember much of the conversation we had, only that I had asked about his parents, and that his mother had died. It was almost time for my husband to get home, so I had to try to get ex-boyfriend out of the house, but we were too late. Upon seeing ex-boyfriend there, my husband stomped away and went on the...

Strange things have happened this week. First, I get a friend request on Facebook from my dad. Ends up, it is both my mom and my dad, they are sharing the account. I had to decide whether or not to accept them as my friend. I was sure they'd be upset if I said no. Are there things on there I don't want them to see? Can they get to TFP or my blog from there? Luckily, no. They cannot. I am sure if they dug deep enough, they'd find something. But they are computer illiterate, so I am pretty sure it's safe. So I added them. I sorta feel like they are invading my privacy, but then I realized, "Hey, you are going to be 40 this year. No more hiding." Within reason, of course. It is still weird to see my mom reply to my status and put a status of her own up there.

Then my mom sent me one of those email where you answer questions about yourself using 1 word only, I am sure you have all seen them. I saw my sister replied, and I know they would have questioned me if I didn't....

After having chemo treatments every week for the last 6 months, my dad received the most awesome news today. He is in total remission. I started to cry as soon as my mom told me. Tears of relief? joy? who knows, but they were there. Tears that I had kept in this whole time. I feel like I am dreaming, that I am going to wake up and this not be true. They called me while I was on my way home from work, I should have pulled over, but I had to get home to my family. I had to share the news with them. Then I had to find my mezuzah. My parents gave it to me when we bought our first house. I had it up in this house, but had to take it down when the front door was replaced. That was 2001 and I never put it back up. It is back up now. It just feels right. I searched high and low for it. In the garage, in the linen closet, in the tool boxes... then it came to me ... it was in a box in my craft room, with my old photo albums. I felt relief wash over that I was able to find it. What...

Anakin says Hi to TFP:


and he quickly found the tree:


I could not find the "post your pet here thread" so I put them here.

I feel nothing. Or at least I cannot find words to describe what I am feeling. I don't feel the holiday spirit - I hardly decorated the house, I am hungry but I am not in the mood to eat anything (and therefore, I am just eating to eat), I don't feel like scrapbooking, the internet is barely holding my attention these days. I would not say I am sad or depressed. I cannot put words to this feeling. I keep thinking about my relationship with my husband. I don't feel much has changed since our talk a few months ago. He is more helpful around the house, washing the dishes even if I don't ask, stuff like that. He is still not spending time with the kids, still seems easily annoyed by our son. So he is trying, I guess, at least with the house stuff. Then why am I still never in the mood for sex? What is wrong with me? What if I cannot give him what he wants/needs? I am usually exhausted by the end of the day, too tired to wait for him to get off the computer. This past week I have been sick,...