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 ...for me on TV. Hubby had to wake me, because I got stuck in a nightmare- in search of the reason for ongoing murders the most important characters of the HP series hid themselves in some sort of solarium cage each for contemplating the situation and got practically cooked alive save for one person. Then I got vibes from the deads, as if I was filling out a crossword puzzle, which was frightening, so frightening that I began to bawl. Awake after hubby had shaken me I made use of the loo, fell asleep again- and promptly continued with dreaming the same dream. Only that some words in the crossword puzzle had been changed: electrocution was still readable, but another word had turned into psalm, and I found our family bible in my school satchel. So a) I was a student b) my family was a religious one and c) a certain potions master bombarded my mind with pictures so gruesome that I woke again. Blimey! I need my nightly sleep without horrid dreams! I swear that I will swear off crime stories on TV and in books, also talks to neighbours about solariums which look like caskets (one of the neighbours has his huge garage full of solariums from his DiL´s tanning shop, which went bankrupt), no more bible reading (I indeed found the family bible when dusting inside one of the cabinets)- and less crossword puzzles naturally.
Gene Hackman is dead, circumstances of death unknown yet. Dear God, the man was old, way older than I remembered. It seems strange, but the moment there are no more new movies those actors seem to stay frozen at the age I last saw them. But I loved the The Royal Tenenbaums! The movie is almost 25 years old, so my mind left Hackman stuck to the age of 70...
Lego cleaning is finished- two big boxes got brought to the guestroom, because the boys will be with us next week. Since Cassian and I will start building Lego Diagon Alley, Flavius will be allowed to build with the freshly washed bricks. In the living room, hopefully supervised by husband mine.
I did Mexican chicken soup for lunch. I put too many chipotles into the soup and turned hubby into Snivellus. No clue why husband mine kicked up a fuss, usually he's the one runs for the super spicy sriracha!
Saturday next week we will do the drive to Lower Austria for Elsa's sixth birthday. Son sent us a list of books she'd love to have again- none of Elsa's beloved books did survive last year's flood disaster. Now that the family is living in their own house again she wants her books back. Quite a costly affair- the first series is 20 euro a book (for fairies???), and there are six of them. Elsa will get four books for her birthday (plus Lego) and the remaining two for Easter. If she still wants them...
Now I have indeed turned from virulent to allergig sneezing- without any transition, I mostly recognised the sneeze for what it was by the increased frequency and the itchy eyes which come with the allergy. Hubby was nice and brought eye and nosedrops from the pharmacy. Maybe he was fed up with me sneezing in close proximity, when the two of us did outdoor decorating!

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