Last night I had a dream that I was at a huge funeral with all my cousins. There was something I was supposed to do, or present at the end that I was like a minute late for and the Church Basement Ladies had already found someone else when I showed.  My Aunt Ina was there and she was whispering funny, embarrasing stories about all the Church Basement Ladies in my ear to make me feel better.

Things this dream tells me: I miss my family.  Which I knew.  I am supper sad to be missing my cousin’s baby shower this weekend.  And my Aunt Ina is looking out for me from the Hereafter.  Which is, uh, actually kind of weird.

I am mostly recovered from yesterday’s dramatic meltdown.  Although I have to say, 2009 has just been kind of an awful year.  It’s definitely had it’s good points, but I couldn’t say with any authority that those have outweighed the bad.  Ugh.

Here’s something nice:

Macedonian Apron Designs.  So bright and pretty!

(Picture from a geneaology website, captioned “with her aunt Ina.”)