SQUIRREL!

While Jon was peacefully sleeping through his non-existent alarm, I was having a horrible, horrible dream about Jon dying. Then I woke up, realized what I had dreamt, realized it wasn't real -- then broke down out of relief. And, at that moment, I wanted nothing more than to run into Jon's arms, but, alas, it was impossible. I finally forced myself back asleep again, but I've felt a bit weird all day, and, as a result of the dream, I was basically ecstatic when Jon texted me.

I believe this dream was a product of seeing The Curious Case of Benjamin Button - for the third time. At one point, an older woman says, "Benjamin, we're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?" I don't think this is true. Maybe we feel the void of losing a person and we "don't know what we've got till it's gone," but we can appreciate what we have now, before it's gone. But the woman was kind of right, because my dream did make me realize how lost I'd be without my significant other and fellow squirrel bagger.

I, too, went to see Up. And it made me cry. See, the elderly woman dies before her husband, and he misses her. Ironically, the woman's name is Ellie and the man is Carl (Jon's brother's name). So, while the little kindergartners and their parents joyfully watched this movie, I was crying because I imagined what it would be like to lose Jon. Now I understand why Jon cried because of a video game. Man, we need to see each other soon.

The best part of the movie, in my opinion, was "SQUIRREL!" It hit home for me because Jon and I are always like "SQUIRREL!" in the middle of sentence if we spot one of those furry creatures running around.

Oh, funny story. Yesterday, Penguin the cat came out of the bushes going "meow, meow, meow, meow" which is more than he usually says all at once. Then my mom and I realized he had a small furry something dangling from his mouth of which he was incredibly proud. I ran over and made him spit out the fuzzy thing, which turned out to be a mouse. While I was hoping the little mouse would run away as I restrained the disappointed Penguin, Buddy the poodle wanted to get in on the fun, so my mom held him back as we both cheered on the mouse as it....didn't run away. Rather, it wandered in circles. It was probably dizzy from being played with; hopefully it wasn't injured. My mom was able to usher the little guy into the bushes where Buddy stood guard, hoping the mysterious furry thing would come back, and Penguin slumped onto the sidewalk and glared at us. This incident made me remember one part of Family Guy I watched. Stewie was accusing Brian the dog of being immature or something, and he pointed out that once Brian left a dead bird at the doorstep. Brian angrily said, "That was a gift - for the family, you bastard." I'm sure Penguin was equally pissed at us for taking away his fun and not appreciating his gracious gift.

--Elie