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.