centre of the universe - the dreaming

Is that it looks absolutely nothing like it looked when The Captain and I were there earlier. For instance, there is no third floor with dormer windows. There is no Spare Oom off my grandmother's bedroom. The house is, though, Full Of Crap; so much so that one cannot maneuver onself around except in narrow pathways. Would that it were like that erstwhile house in my dream, though. What a glorious adventure it would be to have a house with secret rooms!

I could do without the spiders, though. Especially the ones that stole my glasses.

What do dreams of dust and spiders mean?

Labels: dreams, The Captain

Tonight, I found a picture
of a rocket ship from grade two.
I worked really hard on this
was written at the bottom.

This was the rocket ship
we were going to paint on his bedroom wall, but
my hands were full with the new baby
and then there was always more work
things got ...faster, somehow.
I could make excuses all night
and all day and for the rest of time,
but that will never be enough.
How long would it have taken to just paint
a goddamned rocket ship on his wall?
I worked really hard on this

Now I must weigh that question against this one:
How long will it take before he doesn't think
rocket ships are cool anymore,
before he doesn't want me painting anything
on his wall, before he doesn't want me
helping at all?

I need to work really hard on this
and I'm afraid it will be
too late.

Labels: Bad Mojo, kids, The Captain

Dear Diary,

Today, I missed The Captain. He was at a sleepover and then went fishing with his friends at the lake. Today was also the day I got to be a Really And Truly Librarian. I don't know if I've mentioned this before or not, but when I was a much younger cenobyte, I used to play Library. I made records cards, pasted envelopes into books, and kept a log of the books (by title and author - at six, I'd not heard of the Dewey Decimal system). I leant books to neighbourhood children and offered a personal pick-up service. Picture books were leant for a week at a time, chapter books for two weeks. I also leant out board games and other toys. I believe mine was the first library in our city that had comics for borrowing.

So I was excited to get to volunteer at our local library when our Regular Librarian (I am the Irregular Librarian) had a daughter in labour to attend to. I even got to stamp books with the return date!

The Captain has now been on sleepover for precisely 24 hours. I am positive he's having a blast. I must admit to being a little melancholy at how fast the boys are growing up.

In other news. after watching the Discovery Channel's "Destroyed in [relatively few] Seconds", I think perhaps helicopter rides will be much fewer and further between.

Hope the skies stay as blue and brilliant as they have bene these last few days. My birthday usually brings clement weather.

Labels: kids, letters, The Captain