On a lighter note - I finally finished the miniature rocking horse for Momma's birthday tomorrow. It took me three days, but it's finally done. I found it at Wally World for about three bucks. I didn't like the way they had the tail or mane so I did what I like to do so well - I completely redesigned it. I repositioned the tail; stained the horse to a reddish brown - 'blood bay' I believe it's called - and the rocker a rich, deep brown. I painted the saddle deep prussian blue with alizarin crimson trim and finished the whole thing off with gold yarn for the tail and a big mop of a mane. Oh yeah - I also braided the reins. It looks pretty damn good, if you ask me.

I had another interesting dream last night. It didn't have Thomas Gibson in it, thank whoever responsible. This time, I found myself trying to magically protect myself and two others from a HUGE; green, 3 - headed hydra. It was pretty cool. O.k., O.k, I'll admit that one of the people was Keanu Reeves...but hey, he's eye candy. So what if he graduated from the Shatner School of Acting?

I kind of miss the Lovecraftian dreams though - however twisted it is, they were fun! Perhaps that's why I don't have them anymore...I had too much fun! All those strange critters and caverns and such...oh well. My favorite one was the one where I and several other people were ensconced in this trailer (couldn't I have come up with something more substantial...and less hick???) because there was someone outside that we knew to be dead. For whatever reason, this guy with us went outside and also bit the dust. You guessed it - he didn't stay dead for long. As we were running from this, a huge wind began blowing through the place. It was caused by a cavern that had opened up in one room. The cavern was sucking everything it could into it.

Are dreams cool or what??