Life in Middle Girth

May 25, 2005 at 12:23 o\clock

Hummmmmmm

by: jaybee

Mood: Tired
Listening to: The fire crackling, TV programme "How Normal Are You?"

Wednesday, 9.49 pm

 

Do you ever hear a gentle hummmmm inside your head? Maybe it's like somebody meditating saying Om but sometimes I hear, or rather feel, a sort of soothing hum and if I close my eyes I can almost imagine myself flying, skimming just above a satin surface. This usually happens in the twilight zone between awake and asleep, you know - the bit you remember starting but not finishing! I can remember dreaming it as a kid, that I could fly (and it was always over satin plains) and it was so unfair when I woke up and realised I could never achieve that feeling from physical reality.

 

Aunty Doff suffers tinnitus, quite different - but maybe I'm in training.

 

Talking of training, I enjoyed the training session today. The lady who took it was a very attractive person - both in features and personality. I liked her and admired her enthusiasm, knowledge and delivery of the information. And she had the most beautiful engagement ring on, I was dying to have a closer look! Sort of baguettes down the shoulders with a large solitaire on top, set in white gold. Hang on, have I got the right word there, baguette? I have a nasty feeling that's a french bread stick. No, I think I'm right, sort of rectangular shaped. Whatever. But I'm wandering again!  We were the last 2 to arrive but were right bang on time so that's ok. One person didn't turn up, how rude. Lovely venue, posh motel, Bentleys. Walnut muffins for morning tea, scrumptious lunch: pinwheel sandwiches, chicken nibbles, baby quiche savouries,sausage rolls, assorted slices for afters. fruit. Biscuits for afternoon tea. Not good for the weight but oh so wonderful for the soul!! Tomorrow when I roll up for work I might take the lotto terminal apart just for the hell of it just because I now can! Nah, just kidding, it's one thing doing these things on a practice model and quite something else when you're plugged in to the national data circuit and head office can see exactly what you're doing. But I do feel a little more confident that when the next customer gabbles "random dip with six lines of strike and powerball number 4" or the like, I can push the right buttons.

 

After we finished, I went round to Pip's flat and swapped her car for mine. Cheeky little madam asked if I'd put petrol in it - of course darling. "Well I didn't put any in yours." Like I was expecting her to?? As I was leaving she rushed and got a couple of my cake tins - so she was listening the other night when I said I wouldn't make any more chokky cakes till I got some tins back!

 

Think the cat might be out of sorts, possibly still feeling the effects of last week's mud coating and fight. Haven't found any abcesses, and I have been checking, but he's just not really himself. Very smoochy, almost clingy, even today when somebody's been home all day to keep him company. I don't mean just to keep him company, but on those days I work he gets all sad and sour with me! Kids, they're all the same whether they have 2 legs or 4.

 

Still haven't thought of something suitably symbolic to engrave on my ring. Come on you lot, suggestions please. A flame appeals somewhat for some unknown reason - It could tie in with my distant Scottish ancestry, I stem from the Achindrean McKenzie clan on my mother's side and their emblem is a burning bush (I have no idea what the signifigance is). My college motto was "Lumen accipe et imperti" meaning "Take the light and pass it on" and featured a flaming torch, and that ties up nicely with my thoughts of a linked chain for passing things along the generations.......

 

* leaves on Friday for his big OE. I had hoped to have some me time with him before he went but don't think it will happen. He liked the notebook for his travel diary.

 

Must find a new book to put my blog pages in - this is sort of like a time capsule, and a hell of a lot easier to read than my scrawling in my journals. In those, the more I have to say, the faster I go and the less legible it becomes! At the moment it's all going into a clear file but it's only a 20 pocket one and is getting full. Don't want to pay $9.95 (less 20%) for one at work so might try to source a cheapie somewhere else, Office Plan for instance.

 

Ok, Bed. Need my beauty sleep before work tomorrow. Ha!

Jaybee

Comments for this entry:

  1. jamryn wrote at May 25, 2005 at 15:17 o\clock:I\'ve heard it said that the sence of flying in your dreams was a sence of good health and freedom. I use to do this when I was a child. As for the hum - I don\'t know. I have the tinnitus. It\'s a constent high pitch noise that I would not wish on anyone.



    Nadine

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