Mortaine’s Blog

Didn’t have weird dreams from all the spicy foods. Had pretty normal dreams (for me).

The cat slept on John’s pillow all night. Again. Except for the 10 minutes where he crawled under the blankets and pummelled my breasts.

I enjoyed Amistad. It was uplifting, despite the rather sad footnote at the ending. It did not make me cry, but it did keep me entertained and occupied and gave my emotions the yank-around they so desperately needed.

I need to buy stamps this morning, I think. Postcard stamps.

And then… it’s off to the store to pick up my Halloween costume supplies!