Sunday, June 15, 2008

Fathers - Day


Here it is Father's day again. My computer became so difficult to work with last weekend that I took it to the shop early Monday morning and asked them to replace it with a bigger, better, and faster one. Without it here my life would come to a virtual halt so I tried everything I could to get it back ASAP. Although I tried to call in favors (2 of my Son's work there) I did not get it back until Friday. Of course I still need to get all of my "Stuff" back on it where I can find it and do my usual things.

The good news is that all of the kids (and my wife) pooled their resources to pay for it as a Fathers Day present. They couldn't have done better - It will really run circles around my old one.

The heat kept me bottled up inside most of the week. With the computer down I didn't get a whole lot done. I can use the laptop, but I don't like the small keyboard. So I accomplished some odd jobs around here and took the car in for an oil change and "Well Baby Checkup" prior to vacation.

Yesterday Donna cut out to visit our daughter and family in Michigan for a week or so. I know she was anxious to see Ellisa and her boys again and don't really mind, but I do feel somewhat disappointed that she is not here with me today.

Two of my sons were here to help out around the house a bit, and to fix me a "Guy" dinner consisting of Grilled Strip Steaks, Baked Potatoes, Broccoli, and a Salad.

I didn't sleep well last night, perhaps too much on my mind right now. I was up most of the night, then when I finally slept I was out until almost noon. I missed Church.

Sometimes when I am not sleeping well I have serial dreams. They are not repeated dreams but are instead continuing sagas or adventures that are loosely rooted in my real life experiences. They are something like "Groundhog Day" except they don't occur with any regularity and the endings change. The situations and locations change but the characters remain pretty much the same. One dream sequence in particular has me staying in the Army for forty years or more being stationed at various imaginary far off intelligence sites. I think that sometime (not always) my enemy during these dreams is some type of supernatural ghost like creatures. It doesn't make any sense and It isn't really a nightmare, but it seems so real that sometimes I have to make an effort to remember that "such and such" event never really happened.

1 comment:

Ellisa said...

Sounds like you're glad to be back on your "real" computer. I hope you're enjoying it.

Sorry I stole Mom for Father's Day. We did think about you a lot. I love you.

Sounds like you might need to talk about the dreams a bit more. Dreams can mean so much...and often not at all what we think they might mean.

I love you.