body and blood

I think next weekend I would like to go to The Book Thing. Does it still exist? I want to get a book on dreams, but I don't want to get it at Barnes and noble or something. Sometimes I'm frightened by what my mind thinks when I'm alseep.

See, this weekend, sleeping with my mouth open I had this dream that I was sitting with the holy Eucharist in the chapel of a Baltimore church. (At home in Hatboro, my mother volunteers at a chapel to sit with the holy Eucharist for one hour a week.)Someone must sit with it to guard it because it's sacred. And, because it's sacred it's held in this beautiful gold and jeweled monstrance, which is very likely to be stolen. A catch-22 if you ask me. But anyway, in my dream, this guy came in to steal the monstrance and I threw myself at him but couldn't stop him. He stabbed me in my rib and I started bleeding water instead of blood and he just stood there, in shock, as I was. I could feel that it was cool instead of warm like blood is. What does it mean if you bleed water in your dream? I probably just had the bible on my mind or something, but still.... odd.

My mom is a funny Catholic who didn't raise us Catholic, and screams, smokes and swears all the time, and doesn't always go to church on Sundays, but she'll surprise you by volunteering to sit with the holy Eucharist once a week. "It's my time with Jesus." she says, like a little old woman. She is usually so wound up and insane, but the truth is I've never seen her so calm as when she leaves the chapel. The parish made this makeshift chapel in the lobby of the rectory. It could probably seat 20 people if it needed to. When they first built it, there were no pews, just folding chairs.

Last week they fired her. Which I can't even imagine how devastating that must be, to get fired from sitting with Jesus as a volunteer. They said she was late too often to have the 5pm hour, and tried to move her to a night shift. She felt hurt and said no. But in the way a good person says no, where she said she'd do it for four weeks until they found someone. And that's the story.

Me? Oh on Friday I saw my cousin who flew in from Pittsburgh, which is funny because Pittsburgh is about a 3 and 1/2 hour drive. And then hung slept over Sarah’s and watched a pathetic amount of the karate kid before falling asleep. On Saturday I ate crabs and saw a movie with my main squeeze and Sunday I cleaned the house and grocery shopped and made dinner for Jaime. My throat still hurts, but just a bit, and I can hear a little better out of my right ear. ta-da!

Hope you are well.

Oh! By the way, you should read this bbc news story today. Go to this ebay link to see what they're talking about.