Look out the window…write about what you see

Yeah so it’s been a few days since I’ve actually written.  And in the last couple of days things have changed a little.  I have a cat now.  Holy crap, I have another living being that I’m supposed to take care of.  What was I thinking?? lol…okay seriously, I love him.  He ‘s adorable and he makes me happy.

So now onto the entry.  What do I see…trees, streetlight, apartment building, ooh people!  lol…it’s dark outside and earlier tonight it felt so much like fall that I half expected to see a pumpkin by someone’s door.  I love fall and I wish it was a little closer.  While summer is cool (allows for swimming, hiking, etc.) there is something wonderfully mysterious about fall.  The rainy days, the foggy nights, it makes me think of London in the 18th century or something.  Then again, I swear I was born in the wrong time.  I’m a fanatic for creepy things.  I love horror movies, and scary stories, and the way that fall feels sort of enhances that feeling.  I like anything that feels mysterious…it makes it sort of surreal and sort of dramatic.  I think I have some acting blood in me, lol…anyway, I’m not really sure any of this made sense.  And I think it’s quite funny how I was told to look out the window and write about what I saw and it turned into me rambling about why I love fall.  Well it was either this or talking about how my dad saw the ficus tree dancing around the living room the other night while it was grinning at him…damn Ambien. 

So here’s what I’ve decided

I found this great writing prompt generator. So I think that using it will give me a good method to writing these blog entries. So I figure I’ll pick up a new prompt, write a whole entry on it, and see what other people have to say.

So today’s prompt is:”I wish I could…”. So…I wish I could forget. I know regrets are pointless. But I wish that I could forget something that I felt a long time ago. Or what seems like a long time ago, anyway. I wish that I could forget what it was like, forget how I felt living life that way, forget everything that surrounded it. I wish I could go a whole week without thinking about it. I wish I could go a whole month. I wish I could pretend that it was never real. And honestly, now it doesn’t feel real. I find it ironic that at one point I said that with my luck, I would wake up in the morning and it would all be a dream. I got a message later that day that informed me quite nicely that no, it wasn’t a dream. And now? Now that’s all it seems to me. A distant, unreachable dream, that was never real and leaves you wondering if it could be.

Nazi brides, fires, gas leaks, and possible curses….

Okay so it’s been awhile…and no not everything in the topic happenedall at once.  Let’s see…start with the wedding.  For any that I’ve talked to in person, by now you know that as of Friday afternoon, I was seriously contemplating returning to Huntsville and telling Amber to shove it.  I’ve never watched the show, but I couldn’t stop the word “bridezilla” from springing to mind.  Right now, I am sending out a message to all you who will be involved in my wedding–if I EVER get like that, just smack me.  Take me down a few notches.  I give you permission now.  I won’t go into all the gory details of what she did to us, but suffice to say she despises the majority of my family, needs to grow up a little bit, and will not be in my wedding.

Now, onto more bizarre things.  What are the odds that someone would be trying to sabotage a PetSmart??  Seriously, two weeks ago, the place caught on fire.  Birds and hamsters were killed (smoke inhalation, I think).  Then a few days after that, someone was carried out in a stretcher.  Today at work, shortly after we drug our table and tent in out of the rain and discovered our computer systems were down and therefore could not help any Corr Wireless customers, someone steps into our alcove to tell us to get out.  Why?  A gas leak!  A friggin gas leak!  So I have decided that PS sold someone a puppy that peed too much or something and now that owner has hexed the place.  This past Saturday was supposed to be the grand re-opening of the store after the fiery fiasco, and so they had a smoker set up, grilling burgers and hot dogs, stuff like that.  And they had a huge balloon attached to the top of the roof.  Turns out the rental company (Mullins, I think) had attached that very balloon to a gas line.  The balloon snapped the 3/4 inch gas line, which then proceeded to fill the most immediate stores with gas.  So we were all evacuated (not that it mattered to us much anyway, seeing as how our systems were down thanks to the rain).  So needless to say, it’s been a little crazy over there.  Now I’m just hoping PS’s curse doesn’t rub off on us.