| Friday, December 03, 2004 |
| affix' |
u.t. fasten to, attach.- af'fix n. addition. esp. to a word, as a suffix or prefix. [L. affigere, affix-, fix to]
(Amend to "fixation" and it soooooo fits.)
I'd like to talk about dreams, if I may. I'll pause for any complaints...none? Good.
A few nights ago I dreamt that I was teaching my 17 year old sister how to cross stitch. I don't know why this occurred...it's not cocurrent with anything in real life, anyone knows 17 year olds don't do much, and cross stitching isn't one of the few things they'll tolerate. [Aside to Laura: I'm just kidding. I know you do TONS of things. You are forever busy, and I apologize for saying you don't do anything. What? She can't hear me? She's still sleeping? Ok, someone tell her when she gets up.] In this dream, she brought me a piece of Aida that she was working on. To her credit, she'd done something really cool with it, that I can picture her actually doing in real life (if, again, cross stitching was something a 17 year old would do). She'd painted the fabric first with the image she wanted, and was stitching over the little squares just for a subtle effect. It looked good, and I was impressed that she'd come up with it on her own. (Does anyone else find it strange that I'm impressed with my sister for something my brain made up that she did?) I can only image that this dream means I'd like to get her interested in my hobbies (even though I haven't cross stitched since April) or that I'd like to spend more time with her. [Aside to Laura: This means you!]
Last night's dream needs no interpretation. You know Oprah's Favorite Things Show? Let's just say that in this dream I was there, and it was Oprah's Favorite Knitting Things Show. There were needles. There was yarn. The wools! The colors! It was a dream come true! There were passes for the entire audience to the next Stitches (which I think is a crafty cruise). I don't know when it actually takes place, but Oprah had us all chanting "8 days in May!" over and over. People were fainting. I think I swooned a few times. And all I kept thinking is "see, I just admitted on my blog that I'm addicted, and now I'm here, this is perfect!".
And then I woke up.
Let me just say that reality has never come crashing down on me in such a dissappointing way since the dream I had when I was 8 that Christopher Reeve proposed to me. (Bygones. Let's not speak of this again).
Sigh.
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Hi!
You have nice dreams and nice knitting projects. Let the needles fly.
Best: MysteryKnitter
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Hi!
You have nice dreams and nice knitting projects. Let the needles fly.
Best: MysteryKnitter