Don't you hate it when you have a dream that seems to linger all day? After taking Tylenol PM last night I had some very vivid dreams. In one of them my brother (who is leaving on his mission next month) had already left and I saw him at the MTC just long enough to beg him to stay for just one more week.

I know it is just a reflection of my great anxiety about him being gone for two years but its not easy to let the feeling of dread go and convince yourself it was just a stupid dream. When you wake up feeling depressed you know its going to be a long day.

Nature sucks

A few days ago I was going to make a posting about the cute swanlings that were born last week right out side of our apartment. I even have video of their second day out of the shell.

They are so adorable.

We love watching them swim around in the creek below our balcony. This is them a few days out of the shell.

I check on them periodically to make sure they're alright and no one's picking on them. So when I heard a strange bird call sometime after noon yesterday I went outside to see what it was. To my horror it was the swan song of a mother and father searching for their lost babies. For hours they swam up and down the creek looking everywhere and making the saddest sound and waiting to hear a response. I don't know what happened to those babies in the hour or so since I saw them swimming close behind their mother in the creek. All I know is that I'm done with nature.