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!

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!

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.