Spideys and other not-so-creepy things

Based on the comments on my entry yesterday about cussing, it looks like I'm not the only potty mouth out there...! Honestly, it was actually very refreshing to realize that some of you let loose once in a while, too, sometimes people I never would have expected. I appreciate your honesty, and I really think we're all pretty much on the same page when it comes to cussing--we confine it to home, or to those we know aren't offended by it. I really don't walk around town spewing obscenities, and I'm not crazy about hearing others do so. But arresting someone for it? No.

Indigo commented on the bookshelf/DVD cabinet picture: "How many of those books are TBR's (To be read yet)? I have a bookcase and a half of those." Indy, the shelves in the basement contain mostly Already Reads. There are a few classics that I've collected over the years, some that I read years ago but would like to read again, but most of them I've read. Except for Ken's college textbooks, of course...and unless he's been sneaking down in the middle of the night, I don't think he's read mine, either! There is another bookcase in the guest room that has TBR books, so I've got my work cut out for me!

Remember how bummed I was that I missed out on the after-show party at the Godfathers concert? Today, Peter (the lead singer, on the far right in this picture) posted on the Yahoo group and talked about how much they enjoyed playing the Chicago show and what a great time they had. He also thanked several people, and had this to say: "Beth R***** [asterisks mine, although several of you know my last name already] & Dez Kiss – it would have been great to meet up with y'all – but, hey, another time & another place…" How cool is that?! See, he was kinda bummed, too! Ha! I'm sure he was just fine despite not meeting up with me, but I thought it was a cool thing to say, and tells you how great they are about their fans. I do think I'll get another chance one day.

I had some really creepy dreams Tuesday night in which spiders played a big part. They were creepy enough that I couldn't bear to put up a picture of a real spider here, so I found a cute little smiley spider.

In some of the dreams, a small spider was on the wall behind someone--I seem to recall Cousin Shane being there--and ready to crawl onto them, and I was trying to warn them that a spider was about ready to get on them. In the worst of them, there was a big fat furry spider running around the house in which I grew up, and I'm not kidding, this thing was the size of a hamster. [shudder] And it was FAST. I was trying to throw a shoe at it, and it came after me...I remember twitching in my sleep because in my dream, the spider had started to crawl up onto my leg. Bleahhhh!

I was curious about what the spiders in my dream might mean, and while I don't take everything in my dreams to heart--I think it's mostly a matter of your brain shoving all the input and stimulus it's received throughout the day down the garbage disposal--I do think that one aspect of spider symbolism is relevant with me right now. It's a matter of feeling trapped.

I was pondering this today, and while it was really a relief to not have to worry about driving to work in the snow, and I'm quite content when left to my own devices, not getting out five days a week also made me feel cabin fever a little more intensely this year. So do you think I should go back to work?

Hahahaha! Ah...no. I have no desire to go back to work, although I still love Microbiology (look for an Infection Connection entry coming up before too long). The coming spring has me feeling more ambitious, and today was just what the doctor ordered. Sunny most of the day, up over 60°...it was beautiful! I'll be so happy to break out of this winter funk, although I know that what I consider a "funk" would probably be a good day for some. I know I'm very fortunate in that regard. Cabin fever is a legitimate concern in winter climates. Remember "The Shining"? I rest my case.