Japan Curse, Iraq and the Deer Queen Elizabeth

I might as well re-title my blog to a dream journal... I had another crazy dream last night and I will just have to note the chapter points for now and catch up and fill in later, been too busy with holiday stuff coming up. Chapter starting points will start with a bold sentence. I really can't think of any other way to write this down, this dream did not really have good transitions.

Went to Japan with Alan and slept in grassy wood hill. - So Alan and I go to Japan in my dream and I did not want to stay in a hotel no matter how much Alan had insisted. I wanted to sleep outside on the most beautiful of green grass hills that I had ever seen. And why not, it was a clear sky and perfect weather. Alan was nice and said why not, so we did! We had torches and kind of camped around a bit just listening to nature. I remember smiling at him a lot.

Wood hut with symbol for man on my left woman on my right (no it was not a restroom). We soon found a really antique looking wood hut with our torches and I got to close to it and noticed it had a male symbol on the left and a female symbol on the right, kind of like the ones you would see at a restroom. I go up close to it to examine it and the female symbol engulfs itself with flames. I did not have the torch so it was not my fault but a spirit calmly speaks with me and informs me that I am cursed. The second this happens it starts raining maggots and Alan and I hide in a boat and use palm leaves to protect ourselves till morning. Sunrise and the spirit apologizes and thought I was someone else and lifts the curse.

Curse is lifted, Alan wants to go to Japan again and hike long distances. So that concluded our vacation to Japan and Alan said at the airport on the way home that he wants to go right back, but asks if I can handle walking a really long distance climbing hills with a heavy backpack. I remember giving him a look like 'gee thanks for forgetting my back problems', but said sure why not since he let me sleep outside. And so we start planning a new trip.

Instead of Japan we went to Iraq as kids during the war. next thing I know we both are little kids, like nine years old handing out in Iraq with some modern dayAmerican soldiers in the desert. They seemed happy and I asked why and they said the war was ending today. As a kid I don't think anything of it and think this should be a day for celebration. As a kid I did not think of how wars can end other then peacefully.

The War is about to end in fire. Then the soliders said today they will end it with fire. So the soldiers leave Alan and I up on a high cliff that lets us look at this beautiful city below in the desert. The soldiers go racing down and encircling the city in red mulch (the exact same brand as the kind in our garden...I remember thinking that was odd in my dream) and another group of soldiers run fast behind carrying flame throwers. I remember laying on my stomach gripping the edge of the cliff with my little hands and Alan doing the same very close to my right side.

Getting the innocent out with the artifacts just in time (I really love my artifacts two dreams in a row). The soldiers some how had an inside guy because he was making sure all of the innocent civilians are able to leave the city and they are all walking as calmly as can be in their beautiful robes. The next group of people are innocents in white robes holding precious artifacts from the city. They knew what was about to happen. Everyone looked so solemn and sad. The next group of innocents is a vast royal family.

Somehow I am now one of the innocent royals, but there are other royals trying to get through and they are being stoned alive. Even more royals are pouring out from the soon to be ravaged city and I realize I am one of them. On top of that, our enemies are at our sides throwing very large rocks and stoning some of us alive. It was horrifically bloody and tragic but what could any one do but just hope it does not happen to them as we made our way out. I notice just in front of me a small horse or pony it was also white and it carried a saddle that had a canopy made to look like a crown in deep reds and golds. Sitting in the saddle are two children a boy and a girl. Suddenly I realize these must be my children and I have a sudden and emotional need to see that they are safe.

The guards in light blue that protected the royal children on horse. Just as thought about my little children (I have none in real life but I count my kitties) and hoped they can make it of this alive, two sweet sweet people dressed in light blue, like faded denim come and stand on each side of the horse putting their lives ahead for the children. The children and the guards make it out safely, but I never see them again. In all of that chaos seeing them together made me feel some peace. The soldiers start to set the city on fire.

Suddenly I am the Queen Elizabeth with red hair. And now I am not only a royal I am suddenly Queen Elizabeth with fiery red hair and I start to panic. Why am I one of the most powerful royals in the crowd? I start thinking all of this walking calmly and with grace is pointless when these almost boulder sized rocks are being thrown at us like sitting ducks. So I run.

And I am running for my life and I leave the crowd of innocent and royals to my disgrace. I make a break for it and run and cry and scream and run far and fast away from everything just to get away from all of this and get somewhere safe. At that point I was selfish and did not think of others for a second. And this disgraced me, I was Queen Elizabeth I was supposed to put my people before myself.

Alan is the King of England, Henry the Eighth but that guy from the Tudors series but with Alan's face(makes no sense...but it was a dream). Alan was not there, but somewhere else I guess planning the attack on the city and making sure everyone was being escorted out of the city. He was also King Henry the Eighth which I am probably wrong but wasn't he Queen Elizabeth's father? Anyways he was the guy from the Tudors but he had Alan's face.

Alan is mad and yells because I ran and disgraced myself by not staying with the other royals and the innocent. When I rejoin Alan at a different place - castle he greets me with horrid anger and loathing and screaming. I had made a fool of him for running and disgraced my title. He wanted nothing more to do with me and asked me to begone from his eyes forever.

I am still Queen Elizabeth and I am at a castle and on a HUGE 10ft long letter I read my apology. I go into a short solitude, I am still queen, but things are different. I go back to Alan crying and begging him to take me back. I prove how sorry I am by standing in a cathedral with a huge 10ft wide parchment letter. The sun is shining into the room as I read my apology.

My apology said I was sorry for running like a scared Deer.


And then I woke up to the sound of the neighbors dog barking his little head off.

Anyone out there care to analyze my dream?

Laters,
Kittytreats

There are Ghost Towns in the Ocean

I am just tagging in some notes or what I would call chapters of this wicked crazy and long dream I had last night. Will come back and fill in the blanks after work, this will take me a good hour+ to get everything down when I get back. I have not had a dream like this in a long long time, and I even got to see it through all the way to the end for closure which is rare. And I was a guy in this dream but hey what can I expect this was a crazy crazy journey.

Taking over the ship
1890
Let the girl in bandages defend
Knowing I will lose the wager
The family and the wager, losing and going under water
Submerged, yet I can breath and not aging for over 50+ years
Collecting the artifacts
Finding the ghost town mansion under the ocean
Outwitting the she-ghost
ghost schooling
knowing when i can go home
asking the date up to the year
relief knowing i can finally leave
the dark haired doll
November 23rd 2009
returning to the surface, finding those who would know of my journey to my surprise
astonished of my findings
Finding the one who matches the doll

To be completed soon!

Count Squidula!

Those of you who know me, know I have a very massive collection of hats because I am obsessed with them. I can't remember how many I have but soon I will work on a shoot to display all of them and make it into a book.

As my dear friend Victorie says, "How do you find these things?" and I say "No you got it all wrong these things find me I swear".

So this introduces my newest treasure, my newest find, a new cherished work of art!

May I present to your attention please...(drumroll here) COUNT SQUIDULA!

This most awesome of hatties is made by a wonderful artist (who is pictured currently modeling this genius creation) named Josh Freeman. Very nice and prompt fellow too with wicked photography and he is also an actor.
You can view his gallery of work at his webgallery/site at: http://www.joshfreeman.com

I found him conveniently enough on Etsy.com and you can view his shop here: http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5849939 .

Just send him a message if he currently does not have any Squid hats for sale, I am sure he can arrange it for your needs. And he does ship internationally!

P.S. The Coldplay concert was freaking awesome and they played most of my favorite songs, even ran through the aisle and played on top of the stairs for a few songs! Chris busted out laughing in the middle and it just made it that much more memorable. At one point millions of paper butterflies floated in the air and Alan and I shared wonderful romantic moments the whole night. It was so lovely!

But today I am tired, and I need to go to work soon and hopefully today will not be too crazy.

Wakey Wakey It Is Day Breaky!
-Kittytreats

So I did actually order some of those wonderful Macaroons...and I was impressed. Not only did they arrive in perfect condition, they melted in my mouth with heavenly flavor. I am going to stop right there because Cathrine will kill me (but they were the very best I ever had).

If you do order them, be sure to enjoy them in 7 days, unlike 21 days posted on their website...like anyone could not devour them the instant they were delivered to their door! Will post a photo later on, even my cat Chugar could not resist a taste.

Going to see Coldplay tomorrow and I am more then a little excited. Been dying to see them live for a long while and every time they come to Houston a hurricane comes through and postpones the show. Got great great great tickets so it should spectacular, why I bet I could smell the sweat off the band members.

And the best news I have heard in a long time, my Smartcar ForTwo that I have been on a waiting list for two years for...is finally in port and clearing customs. I should be able to scoot around town at 42mpg in just a few days! It is all black on the outside and all red for the interior...and so many speakers that I will bounce down the highway.

And I bet you are wondering...what does this have to do with cats and how they live? Cats love to indulge on the important things in life like food, and my cat loves great music and Coldplay, and what cat does not like a sleek little toy to play with? By this observation I am content and purring knowing I am doing my best to live life like my cat would.

Scooting off for now,
Kittytreats

Mouth Watering Macaroons!

So I was board at work the other day and decided to read up on the latest issue of Departures, Re-Mastering The Art of Living Well Now Nov/Dec 2008 issue and came across an article I could actually relate to.

The lovely article was about one of my all time favorite things in the world other then cats...MACAROONS!

Melt in your mouth heavenly goodness with a little creamy divine center. They even had an extensive list of tried and true places that not only create but also *gasp my still beating heart...* DELIVER.

Macaroons straight to my door...can life really get any better? The Internet is soooo my BFF now!

Out of all of the shoppes this one seems fit for me and please take a look!
http://shopsucre.com/

They carry three 'lines' of macaroons: Assorted French (pictured above), Chocolate covered with gold leaf, and Holiday!

Anyways off to spend my hard earned moola on Christmas gifts and I might gift myself with a macaroon order.

Toodles and Take Care!
-Kittytreats

Oh Hai!

Howdy Y'all!

I am just now getting started on this good ol thing called a blog, and hopefully I will remember to take the time out of my cat naps to make frequent entries and upload photographs.

Until then, you can enjoy my artwork here: http://www.zazzle.com/kittytrishia*

Ta Ta fur now,

Kittytreats