The Wolf’s Den

So ‘Thought Shot’ is actually a silly thing I have done ever since I was in 7th grade and bored as hell in history class. It is a lot like a diary I suppose, consdiering I preffered small notebooks with pretty covers and used a special pen to write it with. Never mind that I am way too inconsistant to ever keep a real journal that would reveal my inner most self to people hundreds of years from now. lol Anyway, I would write whatever was on my mind be it so sappy they suck poems, teen dreams or just crazy, bitchy essays about my views on life or just whatever else was rattling around up there in that mind o’ mine. Generally I found some way to scrap the book after I realized how dumb the stuff in it was, wait a month or three, and then make a new one; wash, rinse and repeat as needed.

Mostly today I have been idlely thinking about the current happenings around my home, chatting with friends, and puzzling over my words and beads.

Yesterday was my 28th birthday in real life and my 18th birthday for my character in Renaissance Kingdoms.  It was a wonderful day thanks to all my friends and family. My husband made a devil’s food and cheesecake swirled cake, as my birthday cake. My grandma fixed one of my favorite dinners and in general just spending time with everyone was a blast. In the game, it seemed like all my friends crawled out of the woodwork just to say “Hi!” and get my character as drunk as they possibly could! Even a few people I hadn’t met before that day were cheering me on. A couple of people, one of which was Kell, my in game brother and very close friend via msn, who went out of his way to help me buy my second field and bought me an in game item that boosts my strength stats.

The day almost came to a bad end, but with a prayer and an answer, everything turned out alright. You see, we live in the sticks and the road between our home and my folks is a paved snake with tons of unmarked deer crossings (as if anyone can predict where a few white tailed fence hoppers will cross a road!). Well, anyway, my husband and I were talking about how we needed to buy some whistles for the front of his new car this weekend. I guess we should have kept our mouths shut because on the last mile before entering city limits a couple of young deer hopped out in front of us. It seemed they were playing a game of road block. One took one lane and the other took ours . . . and neither of them intended on moving! Thankfully we didn’t hit them though. I managed to park the car about a foot from the deer’s legs. My husband started to get out of the car, but his movement was enough to spook the deer back into the woods. The other deer ran around behind us while I was trying to get the car to stop. I don’t think I have ever been more thankful that there were no vehicles behind us as I was just then.