Today I’ll blame my miserable train wreck of a dream on my friend Lisa, who has recently had sibling issues. Those issues spurred a conversation that reached back to high school days, which as you know is a woman’s most favorite thing to do; reach back into her mind and pull something out of there and give it mouth to mouth until it’s revived and walking, even though it is the living dead.

I dreamt of my brother. Why yes, I have a brother! Who would have known? Honestly, not many people, at all. In fact sometimes even I forget. He doesn’t make himself known, doesn’t keep in touch, yadda yadda. I’m sure we all have a family member like this right?

I was talking about him the other day and told her the last time I talked to him (I called him) he ended the call with “Lemme call you back, the UPS man is here”. To which she replied “I guess the UPS man never left, huh?”, and I laughed.

Now I have an image of my brother hanging out with some guy in brown all day. 😛

Super long story short, and you may have already guessed, I don’t talk to him often. Sibling arguments are really stupid, indeed, but the really strange thing is that I can’t remember us having one. In fact I remember just the opposite – both of us in tears that we had lost touch and wanting to get to know eachother again. :sniffles: I guess that part was up to me, but I’m not quite sure as the rules weren’t explained. I called, he didn’t call back. I called again, he didn’t call back. Apparently I’m not doing something right.

So my dream was all about the angst that I feel when I think about my bro. His birthday coming up, how my childhood and teen years were affected by him, and how my adult life sometimes really sucks when I think about how absent he is from it. I wish I had the brother that I had. You know? The brother that I have, well, I don’t even know that guy.

I guess it’s all my fault, I mean I’m the one who moved 2-1/2 hours away. That’s waaaay too far away for a road trip or phone call.

What is it with the alignment of the planets again, Kris?

In other news, Caitibug doesn’t medically require any orthodontic work. Phew. I told her to let me know if the crookedness ever bothers her and we’ll get things fixed at that point, since she’d only need braces/retainers etc. for cosmetic reasons.

For some reason, I’ve been sleeping a lot this week. I’m talking an average of 14 hours a day. And I’m drained all day long and just want to take a nap. I think I know why this is happening, (1) my hubby isn’t around all day long hanging out with me like an old retired couple, and (2) I’m also having withdrawls from a prescription I was taking. I’d love to start taking the Rx again, but the side effects are worse than the withdrawl, so I guess I’m going to be a slug until it’s out of my system!

I’d better get to work, I’ve got paintings to pack & ship today!