Best Seat in the House!

So I haven't posted in a while.  It's not because I haven't been dreaming, or remembering them, it's just because I haven't had a lot of time to post and then by the evening, I do tend to forget most of it.  I've got a bit of extra time today, so I'll post what I can remember!

I don't remember a lot of my dream last night.  Just one part that happened right before I woke up one of the times I woke up.  It involved trying to get tickets online for the New Kids on the Block concert.  This is pretty much how tickets are bought these days.  But in my dream, somehow the tickets that popped up were front row, center!  I've never been able to get front row seats to any concert in my entire life!  But then, what was bad, was the fact that I didn't have the money to buy more than one ticket, and I needed to buy for my friends who always go with me.  Well my cousin, and my friend Shannon.  And for some reason, my cousin's friend from back in the day when NKOTB was popular the first time, she was there too.  So they ended up buying them.  and honestly, they were only $86 a piece, which for front row seats these days is probably an unheard of price.

I'm guessing the dream has to do with the fact that I am kind of trying to be good with my money until payday this week because I'm feeling kind of broke.  It seems there is  never enough money, and I'm not getting anything saved for anything.  Not for replacing my air conditioner, which needs to be done, or for any trips that I'm wanting to take, like to the New Orleans Book Con that I've already bought a ticket to for next September.

This would be me about being able to get front row seats:

Maybe this is me about the money stress too?  Not being able to buy them?  And being afraid of missing out on the chance?  I don't know. This gif just kind of fit here.

What a world!

Can I just say how intense and vivid my dreams were last night?  I mean I shut the lights out at about 10:30 pm.  I woke up during the night after some already extremely vivid dreams, only to find that it had only been an hour since I'd turned off the light.  That is craziness!  Then the rest of the night continued that way, leaving me waking up not feeling very rested.  And the dreams were all over the place.  Let me see if I can remember all of what happened, and I even can kind of figure out why some of the parts of the dreams took place.

In the first hour last night, I remember that I was living in a dorm/community type of area. Possibly on a spaceship.  I'm sure that bit came from the book I started to read a page or two of last night.  But the rooms had glass walls that faced the hallway. Or maybe that was just the little tv/family room that anyone could go hang out in.  There had been some kind of big scare, a mass murderer or something, don't remember that bit.  But I'd been hanging out and watching tv, I think maybe with my 3 year old niece, or maybe my sisters were a lot younger in the dream.  But we left when some kind of gangster looking guys came in, not mafia gangsters, but street gangs.  When we came back into the room later, they'd written a bunch of gang stuff up on a chalkboard on the wall.  So I erased it, because I was worried about the younger kids there seeing it.  Then I was really worried they would know I'd done it and come retaliate, so I went to tell one of the cops about it to try to get extra protection. There were lots of cops there because of whatever the big deal that had been going on was, and they acted like a gang was no big deal, they had bigger fish to fry.  For some reason I was also in trouble with some head honcho lady, and I got sent up to work with her.  And so I was trying to convince her I was on her side, but I was sneaking around doing something.  Can't remember what.  In the big family/tv room, at one point there was a lot of people sitting around with the cops hanging out, and then these guys that looked really familiar walked in, and they called themselves the Ghostfacers.  Well, that was a group on the tv show that I like, Supernatural.  And then they came back from being inside a back room and had us put a penny in a basket, and soon these people dressed like ghosts were coming out and going up to each person who had put a penny in the basket.  I think it was shortly after this I woke up.

The next dream, that seemed to just last and last, was my family lived in a HUGE mansion.  One that was in a nice neighborhood, with other big houses. But we had a fence up around it, and had lots of special doors that could lock out things, like there seemed to maybe be zombies, or some other catastrophe going around, that we wanted to keep other people from breaking in or stealing our things. For awhile I was kind of in the home by myself I think.  Just me and one of my dogs.  Then I heard a noise at the front door, and when I looked out, there was a little curly haired puppy.  I didn't want to let it in, but then I saw a feral cat was attacking it, so I had to save it.  I brought it inside, and of course it was scared, and a puppy, so it was peeing all over the place.  I'm guessing that part of the dream came from having to clean things up in my bedroom last night from where my other dog, the male one, has peed during the  night when I'm sleeping.  So at the time my male dog was supposed to be staying with his breeder, although in my dream the breeder was instead of the normal person, it was the person who watches my female dog when I'm out of town.  And somehow my little boy dog showed up at my house by himself, when he'd been staying like 45 minutes away.  So that was scary to think of him running around outside that long by himself. Soon all of my family showed up, along with people who aren't really in my family in real life, but seemed to be part of it for the dream. And there were family friends as well, like a really big, football player type of guy, that was supposed to be a friend of my brother.

I was going around making sure all the doors, every last one, was locked.  That all the windows were covered so that people couldn't see we were inside.  Zombies, people, whatever.  At one point I had made dinner, and when all the people came down, the older women skipped going to the table to eat and instead had those Easter Peeps candies that were strangely colored in their hands and they all went and sat in a row of recliner chairs, while all the other people sat at the table.  When I asked what they were doing, the women said they were going to just eat those things, which would put them to sleep and they would die, that way saving enough food for everyone else to survive.  I didn't let them do it, and by the time I convinced them to go back to the table and eat, all the men and boys had left to do something else, but without eating their food.

When I went to find the men, they had all gone outside to a pool or something to just hang out, and I had to chase them all back inside and get the doors secured. But unfortunately a guy with a kid had seen we were all living there, and was sneaking up to get in and take our house and supplies from us.  So I had to stop him, which required me doing something sexual with him.  Once I got rid of him, my brother and his friend came down and were going to try to go outside again, but I made them leave, or at least my brother.  I kept his big football player friend and kind of flirted and did the same things with him I'd just had to do with the other guy.  Turns out the friend had always kind of liked me that way, and didn't want to, because he respected me too much or something, but then I didn't give him a choice.

I think the zombie/hide in the house thing came from watching the Fear the Walking Dead preview last night.  Also the sex parts probably came from re-reading a story I'd started during NaNoWriMo several years ago, and then I had kind of been looking at working on it again yesterday, and it has some racy scenes in it.  I think the puppy part has to do with a rescue group I follow on Facebook that was posting so many cute puppy pictures yesterday that I wanted to take them all home!

Really, really, intense dreams.  Even with the weirdness, when the dogs woke me up at about 3:30 am to go outside, when I went back to bed for the two hours before my alarm would go off, I fell right back into the dream.  And when the alarm went off, even with the weirdness, I almost didn't want to wake up and go into the real world, just because my dream world was a little better.  I mean, I was getting some attention from guys, something that doesn't seem to ever happen in my real life.

Checkout Time is 11 am

I feel like I have a lot of dreams about needing to pack up old belongings to move on.  Usually they take place where I have to go back and move all my stuff out of a dorm room or else an apartment I stayed in when I was in college.  Last night's dream had me having to get all my stuff packed up and moved out of a hotel room.  How weird is that?  But this hotel room was still kind of like a dorm room, in that it shared a bathroom with a room on the other side of the bathroom.  But it was a hotel, because new people showed up to stay in the room.  But they showed up at 10 am, and I still had a mess of things to pick up and get out of the room.  I told the people that I thought I had till 11 am, so they went ahead and left and said they'd just come back later.  Well, it seems like I kept finding more and more bags of stuff.  And then as I would open the dresser drawers, and for some reason there were a lot of dressers in this hotel room, I would find more of my stuff.  And some stuff I would just tell the person helping me to leave.  Sometimes the person helping me was my brother.  I think it was a writer friend of mine another time, and there might have even been a few times that one of my sisters was helping me.


There were all kinds of things that I was finding.  CDs, stuffed animals, jewelry, shoes, old school work, so many things I can't even think of all of them.

My own interpretations go like this:  I think the leaving things that I wasn't going to take has to do with my email conversation with my sister yesterday about just leaving the furniture she didn't want sitting on the sidewalk outside of her apartment in NYC.  I'm guessing all the old stuff I was finding has to do with me looking for the magazine and post card that I took to get autographed by Sean Astin at a Comic-Con last weekend, and all the memories I found.  I looked through boxes of stuffed animals and old school stuff, etc.  I'm not sure why I keep dreaming about having to clear out old things.  I may have to go do some online dream meaning research for that.

Our House

I know I haven't posted in a while, actually have been thinking about taking this blog down. But as I'm waiting on the phone with my car insurance company to pay a bill because the online payment system is down, I thought I'd go ahead and describe last night's dream.

I dreamed my parents bought a house in a nice, very fancy new neighborhood.  For some reason I was still living with them.  It was up on the top of a hill, and kind of at a corner lot in the neighborhood.  It was winter when we moved here.  Because I remember the lower porch/deck had carpet on it, and I wondered if it would get ruined when the snow melted or if it rained.

When I went walking one way, there was a little community center/clubhouse type building.  I saw several teens and middle school age students.  Heard them talking about how they'd be going to the middle school I used to teach at, but then the high school students were going to a different high school than what I would have thought.  Inside the building I found this room that had a bunch of books and stuff on a shelf that was high up.  I went and started adding books as I looked through what was on there.  A doctor came in, and started kind of holding my leg like he was examining it while I was standing on the table to put things on the high shelf.  He was cute, but also told me I needed to not tell people he was doing that, and meet him later.

As I left the building, I found something.  I can't remember what it was now. But I was showing it to some women about my mom's age as they were walking through the neighborhood, and they were trying to say they'd take it and find who it belonged to, but then pointed me through the trees to a different area of the neighborhood.  So I walked that way to do whatever it was I was trying to do.  On my way back to my mom's house, I saw people heading down the hill through the forest to an outdoor amphitheater type of place.  They were announcing some song that included a part by Willie Nelson.  But then the people who came to the stage to sing didn't actually include him. There were people sitting in the stands, and others sitting on blankets out in the grass. And it wasn't winter anymore.  And there were more and more people walking down that way.  I was excited to get back to my mom's house and tell my stepdad about it, because I thought he'd enjoy the live music.

And, that's about all I remember!

Where's my dolly?

So it's been a while since I've posted.  And for a while I even thought I might delete this blog and not bother. But last night I had a dream that was very interesting and I kind of want to write it down while I remember.

I was at some kind of antique show or craft fair type thing with my family, including my niece as well as some of my former students were there with us as well.  I'd found a couple of like yarn dolls that had themes like Gone with the Wind and Wizard of Oz.  Then we lined up to buy things, and you had to put your stuff on this conveyor belt, I guess like a grocery store, except for that it went in kind of a square for the long line. When I got up to the front, I realized one of the dolls had fallen off or something so I ran back in line to try to find it.  I asked one of my students to watch the other doll while I went to look. I couldn't find it, and when I got back, the students had gone up to pay, and my other doll was nowhere to be found.  I just knew someone had taken it, so I started walking past all the other people and looking at their piles to see if I could find it.  When that didn't work I went and sat at the cash registers and watched every purchase. Eventually everyone was through, and other than a couple suspicious acting people, I never found it.  Meanwhile my family had left me and went back to our hotel.  So I had to find a way back there.  When I got back I was kind of mad at them for leaving.

Before I left though I had to go get my car, and it was parked up on a hill that I had to climb up, and it was hard, my fingers were digging through dirt.  I think that bit of the dream came from watching the new show Zoo last night, when the two characters fell down the hill.

Later in the dream I was at a movie theater and getting in line to see a movie I wanted. Now this theater was on a hill, but it was also, when I left, in a real shopping center in my town, that is actually kind of down a hill.  So who knows.  I had ridden a bike there and people were asking me how I was going to get home, and I showed them the bike and they were impressed I would ride that far.

Those are the main things I remember. 

Home Sweet Home

I've had some vivid dreams lately, but haven't been able to get to a computer before I can't really remember them anymore. Well, last night's were very vivid.  I even took a minute to type one into my phone notes before I went back to sleep, and then I had more vivid dreams that I will remember and write int his post about.

My dream started at a store, pretty sure it was the Kohl's store nearest where I live.  They were having a good sale on Bobs, like buy one get one free or something like that.  First I found a pair that was really neat colors and grabbed it. Then I saw a pair that looked like the old fashioned saddle shoes and I just knew I had to have those also.  I was carrying both boxes when the store decided to close and shooed us out, not making me put down the shoe boxes I had.  So I took them home, to the house I grew up in.  She was getting ready to take all the dogs she had outside.  For some reason she had like 8 dogs, and she was bringing them outside and then putting them on the leash.  There were mostly dachshunds, but then there were one or two bigger dogs in the group.  There were people walking down the street, and of course that meant some of the dogs had to bark, making it harder to get the dogs on their leashes and to do what they were supposed to do.

Once back inside, my mom went to get ready for work like she sometimes did in the old house, in her master bathroom.  I went and started getting ready in the hall bathroom.  Then my mom and stepdad went to work.  Leaving me home to take care of their dogs and my two dogs.  The front door of that house is right by the staircase to go down to the basement.  And so when the dogs needed to go out again later, a bunch were downstairs and the ones upstairs, the bigger ones, were jumping over the railing and landing on the steps to get around to get first in line to go outside.  My dogs, little bitty dachshunds, were trying to do the jump as well.  Dora tried and got stuck, but on the side where the living room was so that she didn't fall down the stairs and get hurt.  I was only able to get about four of the dogs on leashes and then when I went to go outside, the other dogs not on leashes kind of pushed through the door with us and I couldn't get them to stop.  Another parade of people came down the street and I was able to find most of the dogs.  But one dog, the smallest one, probably my Dora, I didn't find until I saw her in a cart riding with a little handicapped boy who didn't want to give her up. But I got her back by going up and taking her.

Next I remember being back in the house.  We were in the back living room and watching tv, along with a big picture window open to see the stars outside.  Now we never had a picture window in the back, so not sure where that came from. And the window was up at the top of the wall, so you could only see up into the stars and not into the yard behind the house.  It was like you could see the Milky Way, it was so pretty. I kept asking my mom what it was, if it was the Milky Way and she got a little irritated with me for asking her so many questions. Then all of a sudden it was really light outside like it was day.  I went through the house trying to look out the back windows to figure out what was going on.  I got to my parents' bedroom and looked out and saw it was someone with a spotlight that was shining it on our house, and kind of doing signals with it because all of a sudden a line of people came out from the yard to the side of ours and started running toward our house.  I tried to get my stepdad's attention, and he was sitting on the toilet in the master bathroom.  I couldn't really see him, just a dark shadow in the dark bathroom.  So then I went to get my mom's attention. She was out in the laundry room which had a door to the back yard.  She looked out the little diamond shaped window in the door and pushed it shut, but acted like she couldn't see anything out there.  So I told her she needed to lock it.  And she did.  Then when we looked out, it was like all the people had stopped when they got to these big tents and were eating food.  That's where the first dream stopped because I woke up.

When I went back to sleep, I had gone to a party somewhere with a bunch of work friends from the middle school I used to teach at.  They were doing some kind of food samples.  Next thing I know my mom is doing one of those parties at the house I grew up in.  And there's someone's little kid there.  It's not my niece, because it is an older kid.  But I get stuck watching them.  And I have to keep them away from the rest of the party which is out on the back deck I guess.  I see my mom come through the house and go with a cousin of mine to go back out.  I ask her when someone is coming to watch the kid so I can go to the party before it starts. And she tells me the party has already started, and no one is going to come watch the kid, I have to watch her. Then I get really upset that I am being excluded from the party when it was my idea to have it.  And that's about all I remember from that.

My own analysis goes like this.  I think the dealing with all the dogs comes from both dealing with her two dogs when I've gone over to let them out and they're not cooperative.  As well as from dealing with my two dogs who are not always cooperative, and that happens usually when there are neighbors outside to see the dogs making feel stupid.  I think the jumping over the railing thing came from when I ordered pizza last night and one of my dogs jumps high enough his little head shows up over the baby gate that I have to keep them in the living room.  He jumps pretty high, he's pretty little.  I'm guessing the work people showed up in my dream because I got on Facebook last night and saw a bunch of them went to the Royals' game last night, although separate, not as a group.

Weird, vivid dreams. 

Vacation, All I Ever Wanted?

 

So I had a couple different dreams last night, but as the last one had to kind of do with more of a trip, I chose to title today's blog post for that.

The first dream I was hanging out with my brother, who actually was in most of my dreams last night.  It was early in the morning, very early, before people are usually awake. And for some reason we were trying to sneak back to the house we grew up in, where in the dream our parents were still living.  They had a huge pile of mail on the front doorstep. We stopped the car in the street and I went up to look through the mail.  I found three packages for me, the soft envelope kind that usually mean someone has sent me a book. ANd then I knew there was an envelope somewhere for me, a bill or a refund from a utility, but didn't have enough time to look through it as I can hear my stepdad inside getting ready to take the dogs outside. So I try to run to the car to leave before he comes out, but I don't make it and so I have to say good morning as he comes outside.  And then I think I woke up but don't remember for sure.

The second part of the dream started with trying to find seats on a plane with my cousin Margaret and a friend of another friend.  And for some reason my brother was also there looking for a seat.  He ended up having to sit somewhere else on the plan as we didn't end up with any seats by where we were.  I almost lost my seat as well because I couldn't find my belongings at first.  Then the plane landed.  And we all had to get off and I thought we were just going to another plane to eat.  On the way I see a van and my cousin Angie and one of her sons or nephews coming out of it on a stretcher as if he's been injured.  No idea where that came from.  But we get to the other plane, and let me tell you how strange and huge this plane is.  The seats are like 5 or more in a row on each side of the plane, and then part of the plane has tables set up and people are sitting and eating at the tables.  After my cousin and my friend's friend and I all find seats and even save one for my brother this time, I go back and find he's already found a seat at one of the tables.  And then I find out that we're not going back to the original plane, we'll be leaving on this plane, so I have to run back to the first plane to try to get my stuff from the bus or the plane, I don't remember for sure. But a guy that I used to teach with, a cute guy, but a married younger guy, has also flagged the plane/bus back so he can get his stuff and I can get my stuff.  And that's about all I remember from the dream.

Weird again, and very vivid.

To BEA or not to BEA

So, if you are a book lover and blogger, you probably know what I mean by BEA, I mean Book Expo America.  Like the biggest book convention in the US.  I've been able to go twice, 2012 and 2014.  Unfortunately it is in NYC, and so I can't afford to go every year, even with my sister living there and giving me a free place to stay.  But everyone who is there, lots of my blogger friends, are posting all their wonderful pictures of meeting authors and all the piles of books they're getting.  So of course it's making me jealous, and of course it would then leak into my dreams as it did last night.

So, I dreamed that the conference was going on and I was there, but not at the conference.  Somehow I was in the same convention center area, and was seeing the people who had been there, even though I didn't get to actually go in.  I ran into one blogger, I can't remember if it was someone real or not, but it was someone I'd traded with before, and she was sitting at a table and had a card to give me with a couple ARCs she was looking for that she wondered if I might have.  Of course how in the world she thought I would have ARCs since I hadn't even been to the convention, I don't know. But that is what happened.  Whenever I dream about being at conferences I have the same kind of long hallway area with a sign up table at the end that shows up in all the dreams.  It is kind of a combination of the different hotels/convention centers that I've been to I think.  I also dream a lot of times about a little bar that is in a house/bookstore type building that authors go to before or after the convention and somehow I can walk to it from my house/apartment/hotel room.  It varies depending on the dream.

That's the main stuff I remember from my dreams last night.

Bookstores, Birthdays, Bars, and Beaches

So, if my title doesn't make a lot of sense, it's because it is a list of all the things I remember from my dreams last night that I kind of chanted over and over in my head to try to help myself remember for my post today.  Let's begin shall we?

What I remember is being in the bookstore where I work, although it wasn't the usual form it takes in my dreams, this kind of looked like a bar.  And we had these 12 tables set up with birthday cakes on them.  And supposedly there were 12 different people coming in to have their birthdays celebrated for free at this bar/bookstore.  The employees had to spread out at the different tables to be part of the celebrations, kind of as guides to each group for the event.  The table I was at had a kind of messed up looking cake.  One corner, where you might normally have the person's name, looked at first like it had been cut out.  But as I got closer, I saw that it just had like a mound of extra icing there instead. The group that walked up to my table were two attractive guys.  One that was like my image of the perfect guy, and then the other one who was the actual birthday person.  The guy having the birthday was gay.  But I wasn't sure if his friend was, or was just being a good friend and celebrating.  So I had to walk around and give a tour and then also while we sat at the table I had to try to make conversation with the two guys.  And it was hard.  I get really nervous around cute guys.  For some reason we got separated and when I got back to the table they'd already cut the cake and I was worried about not getting a piece with lots of icing.  But I ended up with on.  I also remember that the birthday parties were being sponsored by Guiness Beer?  And at one point in the tour I felt I had to make sure to point out to my two guys that the bookstore was just my part time job and that I was a full time high school librarian.

Now, outside of the bookstore/bar was a beach, and I just remember going out there and seeing like some kind of big yard sale going on.  And at the end, a woman I used to work at the bookstore with came over with her mother and they offered to give me some fancy chair thing for me to give to my niece.  So then I had to try to get the chair, and suddenly my two dogs as well, out out to my car.  And to get to my car we had to walk down this sidewalk in a city, that is what pops up in some of my dreams where I"m supposedly visiting my sister in NYC.

My own interpretation is that I saw a really cute guy, my perfect image, at the bookstore last night. And he came up to ask for a book, and actually stumbled over his words a bit.  And I worked last night, which is probably why the bookstore was in my dream.  Not sure why there was cake, other than maybe I saw a book last night that had something to do with cake that stuck out in my head.  I think the chair thing came from reading posts by that friend on Facebook before I went to bed, as well as talking about my niece with one of my fellow workers at the bookstore.  The dog part of the dream is easy. My two dogs are making me crazy!  I love them to death!  And love how snuggly they are at night. But when the oldest one, Dora, decides she wants me to get up and take her outside to potty, she starts just licking my leg.  Just one lick.  Waits a few seconds, then another.  It is so annoying!!  The having to make sure they knew about my library job has to do with me finding out that once again I didn't get a library job in the district I had taught in for 14 years.  It was very disappointing to me yesterday because I didn't even get called in for an interview.  Very frustrating.  As for the beach, have no idea where that came in, other than I'm going on vacation this coming weekend. Not that I'll be near a beach though.

Who Can It Be Now?

So I don't remember the whole dream, again.  But bits and pieces that stood out or were repeated over and over.

We were going walking on a trail.  Me and some other people, can't remember who all was there.  But one guy showed up and walked with us. A guy who was interested in me I guess. And I guess I was interested back.  This part of the dream kept kind of replaying.  In one of the replays he stood in front of me and told me to jump on his back and he'd give me a piggy-back ride.  I started to get on, but then thought about how I didn't want him to know just how heavy I am right now, so I got back down and said I'd just walk.

Now, supposedly we were looking for traces of something, like aliens or something?  Or else they were after us.  I know that we'd end up at a certain point, where he and I would really start talking and getting to know each other.  As usual the perfect guy never really has a face in my dream, and I don't really ever SEE him.  I guess that's because there isn't a Mr. Right in my life yet.  I kind of get the sense as I think about it that he reminds me of a kind of nerdy guy that I've seen in something, tv show or movie, etc.

As I think about it now, I think the part of the reason I had the guy carrying me in the dream has to do with a part in the book I was reading yesterday.  Wish I could remember more, I know there was more that I remembered this morning when I was thinking about blogging about it.  Oh well.

Class Field Trips?

Okay, some really weird things in my dreams last night.  Somehow I ended up in a hotel with students.  Other teachers were there as well, so it's not anything really weird and wrong.  We had taken the kids on some kind of field trip.  And we were staying in groups in hotel rooms.  But for some reason there were both men and women teachers in the teachers rooms.  And what was even weirder was that we taught classes in the hotel rooms.  And of course my classes that I was teaching went like they always do in my dreams.  The technology didn't work, and I didn't really have anything planned, and I was behind on grading, and the kids were rowdy, and on and on.

For some reason there was a guy there that I had been kind of seeing and I went to meet up with him, and was supposed to get back in time for dinner with the students. But I didn't make it back in time. When I got back I found out that the other teachers had just taken them to the food court at a mall instead of out for a nicer meal.  I was not happy.  The food court in the mall is one that does show up in my dreams occasionally.

Hmm, parts of the hotel, the hallway outside the room, the main lobby, those were all parts that have been in other dreams.  The room itself was a new one.

Not sure what most of the dream probably meant.  I know I'm probably dreaming about school stuff as the end of the school year approaches and is more on my mind. Also going to a retirement party for people at my last school this past week probably brought back those kinds of memories as well.

Baby You Can Drive My Car, or Maybe Not

I don't remember much about my dreams last night, other than I kept doing things that would mess up the front bumper of my car where my stepdad just fixed it.  In real life, I accidentally backed into a stack of railroad ties in my dad's driveway.  I didn't realize it at first, but it had made my front bumper be hanging off the passenger side of my car.  I have a $500 deductible on my car insurance, and it was going to cost at least $500 to fix it through an auto repair shop.  I'm going to Branson with my family on Memorial Day weekend, and my stepdad said I shouldn't drive that long way with it like that.  Fortunately he can be a genius with fixing things, and he did with my bumper. Well, I've noticed I'm now hypersensitive to anything that I might hit with the front of my car.  I know that I have a bad tendency of driving a bit over curbs because I'm always unsure how far the front of my car goes.  Well, that hypersensitivity must have carried over into my dreams, because last night I did several things in my dreams, as if I was unconsciously trying to ruin the fix.

• I ran over a curb
• I turned a corner sharp and ran over a bit of a hill on the side of the road
• Somehow I ended up running up on a snow pile as well.  Not sure where the snow came from in May.  But there you go.

I can't remember all that I did in my dream, but I know whatever the final thing I did to my car was, it ripped out all the hard work my stepdad had put into it.

Wild and Crazy!

So I've been having trouble remembering my dreams enough lately to blog. But last night's were extremely vivid and extremely crazy, so I'm going to try to get them down now.  As always I can't remember every little bit, and there are in between parts that kind of blur out, but I will tell about the big scenes that I remember.

I remember living with my mom and stepdad, as an adult, in a house that is often a part of my dreams.  It is a weird house, and I know that in some dreams certain parts of it have been haunted.  But not last night.  Anyway, it was in the evening, and one of my college boyfriends had stopped by, let's just call him by his nickname at the time, Beavis.  And he and I were hanging out, in my bedroom.  Well, let's just say that he was there wanting the same kind of thing we mostly did in college.  And so we were talking, and then the next moment he was laying on my bed, undressed and expecting e to come over.  But my door was partially open, and of course, my stepdad was still up and about the house.  Even when I shut the door, I knew that at any time my stepdad might come open it.  So I told Beavis that he should get dressed and we'd have to wait until my stepdad went to bed.  I went on down to the kitchen area where for some reason dinner was being made and everyone was getting ready to eat.  Beavis came down holding my jeans and a shirt and told me they would need to be washed.

For some reason there was a dog, or maybe it was a cat, which would be weird for me to be trying to let a cat stay in the house since I am allergic to them.  But I was trying to convince my stepdad to let the cat stay as well.

Now, it was storming, and we were in a room that is new to my dreams.  It had lots of tall windows and you could see the lightning flashing outside and the trees waving around in the high winds.  Now for some reason I now had my own house right next door, right outside the windows we were looking at, where the tall trees were.  And I heard a crack and I  yelled for everyone to move as one of those trees came crashing down on top of my parents' house.  We all heard it hit and ducked, but it didn't really come through the roof or anything.

My guess at interpreting is that I've been doing some daydreaming about guys lately, and that is probably where the college boyfriend stuff came through.  I've not been daydreaming about him, just meeting a guy, and so I'm guessing he was a familiar face to stick in for my subconscious.  I used to daydream about guys all the time, but lately I realized most of the time I have old cat (dachshund) lady dreams, of a house that would have a fenced yard for my dogs.  I decided maybe I needed to start daydreaming/dreaming about guys and maybe that would bring one into my life?  Who knows.  I'm guessing the storm part of the dream was because it seems like it has been raining constantly lately. The tree falling probably had to do with all the things that have been damaging my car and then having to have my stepdad fix them for me when he can.

Dr. Who?

 

So I woke up this morning remember almost all of my dream!  And then, I got busy doing things at work and have forgotten a lot of it. So I decided to go ahead and try to start blogging what I did remember so that maybe the other parts would pop back into my head as I was typing.

I'm not a Doctor Who fan.  It's not that I don't like it, I've just never watched it.  And I'm sure I'd probably really enjoy it, but I already have so many shows that I watch that I just don't want to let myself get involved in another one.  However probably due to all the stuff we have to do with the show at the bookstore where I work, I'm guessing that is why it was in my dreams last night.

I remember something at the beginning about how I was going to do some complicated type of degree.  I'm guessing it had something to do with the International Baccalaureate program we have at school and all the testing we've been doing and will be doing the rest of the school year.  But I was worried about getting to my class/test whatever on time.  And for some reason I needed my parents to drive me, but they wouldn't help me out.  It was my mom and stepdad I think.  Which is weird, they've always been there for me when I need them for something like that.

So then I get to school and am looking at all the things I have to do in this classroom and thinking that maybe I don't want to do whatever this thing is that I have to do.  And after kind of discussing it with one of my professors from back when I was in library school, we decided that really it wasn't anything that was going to help me any, and so it would be a waste of my time and stress to do it.

Next thing I remember is being in a girls' bathroom at school, although it kind of looked like a fitting room in a store, and I was getting dressed in some type of Doctor Who costume, with the maroon and gold scarf I think?  Maybe it is in my head because of the books I ordered that arrived at school and I'm getting ready for the students.  But then in my dream, two students came in and were also changing into costumes, and one of them is an 8th grade girl we have that I know is really into Doctor Who and was telling me how awesome my costume was. 

I can't remember a lot of what happened after that.  I remember coming out in my costume and there being a kind of cute guy there, and me hoping he'd be impressed by my costume because he was a  Doctor Who fan.  I'm guessing that part may have had something to do with the new guy at work last night.

So that's all I can remember for now.  If I think of any other parts I may come back and add to the post later.  I just feel like there was more to talk about!

All Together Now

Well, it seems as if I've been a bit lax in blogging about my dreams since last weekend.  And I actually remembered more of them some of the days.  So, today's blog will tell about the two nights' worth of dreams that I can remember, last night, and then the night of the last post I did.

So, back on May 3rd I dreamed about being part of an online debate about teachers, and then in my dream I woke up with a shirt that had a collar, as opposed to the tank top I had worn to bed.  Not sure what all that business was about.

Another part of a dream from either the 3rd or last night, can't remember for sure, I think last night. But it was that I was going back to college.  And as I always seem to be in these dreams, I was late to class.  But someone was trying to kill me.  It was like I knew where the killer was because I'd either seen a movie showing what he was going to do, or read a book. But then when we got out to where the killer was supposed to be, in a hanging car or trailer or something, he wasn't there.  And I'd told everyone to watch out because that was where he was supposed to be.  So then we all stood around and kept looking up at the trailer thing watching for him to show up.  Weird huh?

And I remember before that we'd all been sitting and watching something on the tv.  And it was in the living room in the house I grew up in, the living room in the back part of the house that at one time my bedroom had been back there as well.

I thought I remembered more, but nope, that is it!

Thanksgiving in May?

So when I woke up this morning I remembered so much of my dreams last night!  Of course by the time I got up off the couch and got the laptop out to start blogging, a lot had kind of disappeared from my memory.  But there were two main parts that I do remember, and as I talk about them here, I'm hoping more details will be remembered.

As my title suggests, there was a big Thanksgiving dinner in my dream.  Although in a way it could have been just maybe a retirement dinner as I have one of those coming up for some teachers from my last school.  First thing I remember is showing up in the room where all the food is and suddenly realizing I had forgotten to make whatever food I'd signed up to bring for what was a work Thanksgiving celebration. Although my family was there too, so not sure what that means.  And since I hadn't brought anything, I didn't feel like I should eat, even though the amount of food was AMAZING!!!  But I was convinced by another teacher that there was enough food I should go ahead and eat.  I also got a plate with the basics:  turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, a roll, noodles, etc.  And after I finished that, I went back for more food as there were so many different types of food and I wanted to try them all.  I did feel a little bad about that though, which I'm guessing has to do with how fat I am feeling right now knowing that I don't need to be eating so much.  There was more to this part of the dream, but I can't really remember a lot of it at the moment.

The other part of the dream that I remember has to do with being at work in the bookstore where I work part time.  Now, this bookstore is different in my dreams than the actual place where I work.  The Barnes and Noble where I work is two floors in real life, but in my dream it is a little different.  It has one really bit open floor, and then some kind of building in the middle that has a 2nd floor.  That floor has two escalators, one on either side of the store, or maybe they're stairs, can't remember for sure at the moment.  The second floor is more of a little island though, than the way that it goes completely around the edges in real life.  And actually in my dream, this 2nd floor is kind of a 3rd floor.  The little building in the middle actually contains elevators that can go up to the 3rd floor, or if you know how, they go to a second middle small floor, where the employees have a room just for them with lockers and the managers' offices.  I don't remember a whole lot about this part of the dream, but I do remember the setting as I always seem to dream the store is like this.  I'm guessing this part of the dream came from me going in to work last night.

Okay, just remembered a 3rd part of my dream!  I ended up at some kind of a furniture type of store, but this was in an outdoorsy type of place, almost a campground, but with some kind of military base connection.  I had gone to the store with my friend Michelle in her Jeep. For some reason we got separated and she headed out to the car first.  By the time I got out to the parking lot she was already pulling her Jeep out of the parking spot at the far side of the lot.  As she was doing this, we were all watching and saw what kind of looked like a giant paper airplane land, followed by a bunch of military guys on motorcycles and in small Jeep like cars surrounding it.  Soon my friend pulled up to me in the Jeep for us to go.  We talked about it being a drone, and how it must have been something major and not just a drill with the way the soldiers surrounded it and had the rest of us uniformly file out of the parking lot.  Not sure what that part of my dream was about or why I would have dreamt it.

Weird dreams last night again!  But I love them, I love really strange dreams, vivid dreams.

Who Let the Dogs Out?

So I remember a few things from my dream last night.  I was going to a party at the house of a friend who I used to work at  B. Dalton with.  The house in this dream for the most part was one I hadn't seen before, although as the dream went on, parts of it morphed into parts of houses from other dreams.  For some reason I'd taken my two dogs with me, and my 4 year old dachshund got out of the house and disappeared.  I was so scared and worried and sad, and we couldn't find her anywhere!  If I could have woken up from that dream, I would have done it as soon as I could have.  But I had to be in that dream for awhile. When I did wake up, I think when Dora actually woke me up about 3 am for her breakfast, I was so relieved to be able to hold her and love on her.  What a scary dream!


I know my friend was in the dream because I've been to parties at his house before, and I'd commented on a post of his on Facebook yesterday.  Not sure why Dora was in the dream, although I know that I do have dreams about one or both of my dogs getting loose and running away once in awhile.  Just glad to have woken up and had both my dogs snuggling in bed with me.  By the way, the dog on the right in the picture above is Dora, and to the left is my other dachshund, a 2 year old male named Argyle.

Back to School

So I remember a little more from last night's dream.  There is a school building that morphs and changes as I go through it in the dream, but it has several of the same characteristics no matter what school I'm supposedly at in the dream.  It starts out being kind of similar to Holy Cross Lutheran School where I attended my 1st-8th grade years.  But usually I'm actually at Northgate Middle School in my dreams, where I taught for 14  years, even though the school is HCLS.  Sometimes it is a building similar to my high school, North Kansas City High School.  But when you go inside it is more confusing and lots of weird passages and such that aren't actually in my school.  In fact there tends to be many dead ends and even tunnels to get through to certain places.  One of the tunnels that always seems to show up is the hallway down in the basement of HCLS where we used to line up each day to get our lunch.  Not sure why that is still so present in my subconscious, but it is.  Then I end up back behind the school building through one of these tunnels or kind of hidden hallways.  And back there is a gym, which kind of turns into a football stadium somehow.  At first I end up back there and there is a practice going on.  Which turns into some kind of an assembly, that is an alumnae assembly for my graduating class.  So there are all these people I see that I know there.  Including the boys that I had a crush on back then.  And let's just say that this stadium is huge, like a minor league baseball team size, in fact it is no longer a football field, but now it is a baseball field.

My thoughts about where parts of this came from are varied.  I figure school is always on my mind since I am a school librarian.  When I found out yesterday that one of the school library jobs I applied for in another district was filled without me even getting to interview, I guess that is where the whole feeling left out bit, like the assembly and boys I had crushes on (that didn't ever like me back), came from.  My guess is that the football stadium part came from walking around the track in my current school's football stadium yesterday after school.  The turning into a baseball field probably comes from all the big Kansas City Royals excitement we've been having with our awesome team this year and last year.  There was definitely more to the dream.

I think that I was back in an apartment from when I was in college.  And as usual I hadn't ever officially moved out, so I had stuff in it, and needed to go move my stuff out.  And also it turned into a rental house that my aunt on my stepdad's side, well her ex-husband was living there part time while I wasn't there.  Weird, weird.  Of course sometimes he shows up in the same kind of situation but it is in a house I used to own and live in when I taught in Plattsburg, Missouri.  None of that makes any sense other than he lives in my grandma's house, but that's way near Girard, Kansas.

So I'm sharing lots of settings I guess so far for my dream journal.  Maybe I'll start remembering more of what is actually happening as I continue this blog.

A Swimming Pool

I remember a bit more from last night's dream.  Something that seems to pop up often in my dreams is a really kind of strange swimming pool.  In my dream I was following someone, my brother I think, to the pool.  I'd carried all our towels and other belongings, but he'd hurried on ahead. When I got there, he'd already had a chair or spot on the "good" side of the pool saved for him.  So I had to walk around the pool to try to find a chair to put my stuff on.  And as I got around to the backside of the pool, where it was right up next to a wall, or maybe 3 feet away, all of a sudden the floor/ground was dirt, and there were rocks. And it was like it was outside for that part.  I dream about a pool like that a lot.  Not sure what it means exactly. I can kind of guess what the part about my brother going on ahead without me means.  Even though he's five years younger than me, I feel like he's farther along at being an "adult" than I am.  He's  married, and has a little girl.  I'm 42, single with no significant other in sight, and no children possible, because I had a surgery last summer and had to take away that possibility.  He was always a popular kid, whereas I was the nerdy girl.  And while I am in the career/job that I wanted when I went to college, he has gone on to a slightly different field and makes a lot more money. Where he is kind of set, has money to spend as needed, I live paycheck to paycheck, and have even had some financial issues.  Of course I did go into the field of education, so that's my problem, and he went into the field of pharmaceutical sales, which is why he is doing so well.


Wish I could remember more from the dream, but that's about it.   Oh, I do remember that I was wearing a two piece swimsuit in public, and there is no way I'd be caught dead in even a one piece swimsuit right now.

A Tiny Speck

Wow, I cannot believe how much I am not remembering my dreams!  I couldn't really remember anything today until something about a jewelry store popped into my head. Then I remembered that last night there was a part in my dream where I walked into a jewelry store with my two sisters.  I immediately headed to the display with the opals, as I always do.  It is my birthstone, and I love them.  I know there are lots of other beautiful stones, and of course more valuable, but for me, I will always love opals.  All the different kinds, milky, black, fire, etc.

Bits and Pieces

I remember a little bit from last night's dream.  I know that parts of it are from things that happened this weekend, and other parts are what you'd call recurring themes/events from other dreams.

So, what I remember is being home, in the house where I lived most of my life, until my mom and stepdad moved when I was in college.  Of course the rooms inside the house are never quite the same as they really were.  But we were sitting and watching tv, again, not with the same setup as there was in real life.  It was me and two guys and I think a friend or a sister, can't remember.  One of the guys was someone either that I liked, or he liked me, or we both liked each other.  But he was kind of staying a little away from me, as if not sure whether it was okay in my house to be up close with me, or else as if he didn't know if I liked him.  At one point he came up behind me and put his hands on my hips and stood pressed up behind me as we all stood around a table and talked.  Then I left the room and went outside and started cleaning a truck that was sitting in the driveway.  And he came out, and that's about all I remember.

So...  still not sure why all of a sudden I'm not remembering as much from my dreams as I have been.  It's like my brain is saying, no!  You can't enjoy the dreams and write them down.  It's just weird. It's kind of like I have the dreams, then they're dissipating like the smoke in the gif below.

Go figure

So it seems as soon as I start a blog/journal to write down my dreams, dreams that I've remembered very vividly all day, well now I wake up and can't remember much from them.  But I do remember a bit from last night, so I will write that today.

What little I remember is that I was for some reason living in a house still with my brother.  And I had come home to find a bunch of his friends, guy friends, and one girl, the girl that I have not so good memories of from high school, hanging out in our house.  And I told them they needed to leave, I was going to bed.  I guess they were kind of hanging out in my room, or my area of the house.  And they just refused.  So I told them I was going to call the police.  For the most part they just kept hanging around kind of getting into my personal space. There was a bit of a sexual overtone with the guys, and the girl was just kind of mean girlish like I remember her from school.  Finally, one of them said, "we'd better go guys, she did actually call the police last time we were here."  Or he said something like that.  And then it was like he told about the experience, so they finally left.

My own analysis of the dream pulls from the movie that I saw last night.  I saw the movie Unfriended, which is basically about online bullying, as well as ghosts coming through the computer to get revenge.  So I'm guessing the mean girl from my past came from the mean girl/bullying in the movie.  The calling the police probably came from the movie as well. Because they did call the police in the movie to come to one of their houses.  Some of the guys were guys from my past, guys that do tend to show up in my dreams a lot.  Probably because of the fact that these guys were a big part of my college life and definitely were a pretty intense part of my life at the time.  So much that those years and times are never quite out of my mind.

Good morning!

I have noticed that I have a lot of vivid dreams.  I often post what happens in a status update on Facebook. But I decided I wanted to keep track of them in a journal of sorts.  I figured I try a blog.  I have a lot of dreams that have similar situations or locations, real or fictional, and I wanted to try to see how often I had each type.  And maybe figure out if there was a reason why I had them certain days.  I do enjoy looking up dream meanings. I often wake up in the  middle of the night and google it on my iphone.  But I thought I'd try this for awhile and see how it goes.

I'm not doing this to get followers or anything like I do on my book blog, this is really just going to be for me.  Not sure if I'll post every day.  Probably not.  But will post when I think about it and remember what I've dreamed the night before.  I do love gifs, so maybe I'll be including those for fun in my posts when I have time.  Like the one below.