gunstream girl

Location: Cleveland, Ohio, United States

I'm a Southerner, born and bred (though you'd never know it from my accent, I'm told). I like to eat 'til I'm tired out from eating, hear good storytelling 'til I can recite the stories in my sleep (Stories have to be told or they die, and when they die, we can't remember who we are or why we're here.), watch people, look at sparkly things, listen to good bluegrass music, dream about owning a dog, tell crazy stories about my family, and organize things.

30 August 2006

Dog Parks in Little Rock?

I've been reading up on dog parks in the Little Rock area. Has anyone been to the one in Murray Park?
Apparently there's one in Burns Park in NLR, too.
And an unofficial one in the yard of the AR School for the Blind and Deaf.

29 August 2006


I’ve had two nightmares about snakes over the past couple of nights. I fault Wendy for sending me a canned phone message from Samuel Jackson announcing the movie release of Snakes on a Plane.

I don't remember many of the details of the first dream.

What I remember from the second terrible dream was hiking in a very high place (heights = terrifying), and suddenly brightly colored, HUGE snakes started crawling agressively towards me out of the cracks of the rocks. Dana Grady suddenly appeared. I jumped on her back and she ran with me on piggyback, barefooted, up to a lodge at the top of the mountain. There were a few other drifters there that were strangers to me. Only problem was, the group I was with was catching a plane out of the area the next morning. I didn't have any provisions or clothes or bedding or anything like that. Or, more importantly, an exit strategy. So, basically, she stranded me after rescuing me. The snakes were huge and they were FAST. And they were still slithering around outside of the lodge. It was like a reversal of the reptile room at the zoo. I was trapped inside of these four walls and the snakes slithered around outside, watching me.

My hands are sweating just thinking about it.

I think I’m so terrified because I grew up around copperheads and water moccasins. Does anyone remember the time we went canoeing and a water moccasin dropped from a tree branch into the canoe? I think Alison was there. And Tim Meitzen whacked it with an oar until it was dead.

Absolutely horrific.

18 August 2006

Dog Days

It's Tommy's last official day of summer.
To celebrate, we're going here:

I am terrified of roller coasters.
Not quite sure how I'll navigate the day.
I'm thinking that eating cotton candy to entertain myself is a good idea.

Tommorow we're going to a pig roast at Tommy's aunt's farm.
For her 50th birthday.
All who know me well know that I've been DYING to see a pig roast for my entire life.
Especially since reading about them in Little House on the Prairie.

Do you remember when Papa blew up the bladder for Half Pint and Mary to toss around?
Boy, I do.
What delight!

07 August 2006

ugly dresses

if i knew how to create links, i'd direct you towards a post of sweet jennie's from a year or so ago in which she detailed the finer points of a bridesmaid party that she and lori threw.

this link reminded me of that special occasion:

i laughed so hard that i cried.