"Oh, everything looks bad if you remember it."

Last night I had a dream that my dad died. I usually never remember my dreams. And actually, when I do, I forget them within an hour or so of waking. But anyway... I was incredibly calm in my dream, because I knew it wasn't the end and that it'd be okay, even though I was amazingly sad. In real life I would have freaked out, guaranteed. Needless to say, when I woke up I was relieved. I also dreamed I got a new car, a new old car, which slightly resembled FK's old convertible with a sun-roof--although there was no top, so no possibility of a sun-roof. This was especially forsightful, considering my car died this week. My transmission went out, and as it would cost more than I paid for my car to fix it...well, I refuse to fix it. So I'm back to driving Eve. I've missed my old car actually. I didn't miss not having air conditioning, but I did miss not having to constantly replace every part on my car one after another. I was never not fixing something on it. At least for the past year anyway. It was a good car while it lasted. And really it didn't give me many problems till I ran into that freeway barrier with it, so maybe it was resentful. Apart from not having air conditioning, Eve has a dysfunctional radio, which isn't that big of a difference from my old car, which had crappy sound. All in all, I don't so much mind this turn of events as much as I likely should.

I made enchiladas last night for the pot-luck today. It feels like a Sunday for once, so that's nice. I'm going to go observe this with my scriptures in the locker room in a second. I'm excited that when I move here for real my ward will be close enough that I can leave work and go to church every week in my own ward, instead of one week in a ward that once was mine but hasn't been for a while, and one week only attending sacrament meetings in a ward where I know no one, when I can.

This next week I'll be house-sitting my parents house--feeding the animals and the like--so that's where I'll be sleeping. Just in case anyone wants to play tennis. They're going to Wyoming with my oldest sister and her family. I'm jealous. I almost went with them, but I have my League tournament on Thursday, and we've been playing savage lately, so it's important I go; and they're only going to be gone 3 days, which is not long enough for the effort. Though I would like to hang out with my older niece and nephews more, not to mention the two little ones who are not as used to me as the rest. Both classified as a "mammas child," though my nephew (who my sister refers to as "Best Friend") is less so now that he's older. Now he just gets mad at me when I take pictures of him and points accusingly, which is so cute I just have to make a point to take pictures of him whenever I see him. I'll just have to find another time to spend quality time with Jessilee, Doll Face, Best Friend, and Girlfriend--as my sister respectively refers to them all, except for the first one, which my niece started.