April 16:
I was hanging out with Peter Pan and the lost boys. We set a bull loose to
go chase the bad guys and I hid in the bull's stall so he couldn't get
me.
Then I was either a the mom or a sibling in this family with five kids. We were talking
about having another. Each kid had a small wooden chest which contained their dinner plate and utensils. We had a bunch of dogs as well. There were two bigger ones (a great Dane and
a Polish sheep dog) who both wore costumes. The sheep dog was Cookie Monster and the Great
Dane was a super hero. Then it was late at night and Zack shot off
spinning bottle rockets to mark a path of some kind (apparently).
I then infiltrated a cult by dressing up in their robes. I used the reflections in building's windows to see
around corners and sneak around without getting caught. There was a battle, and I found out that an old friend
of mine was in the cult. Lots of people were injured. I ended up in jail
but I had a bowl of soup and befriended people by sharing it with them.
Then I went to a school spelling bee in a large auditorium. They checked all bags at door for guns
and weapons.
April 17:
I built a D&D character who could use a bonus action to temporarily become
another class, including wizard (this was especially significant in the dream for some reason).
A septic sucker guy came to our apartment and
cleared septic system.
My high school's basketball team won some awards. I remember there being a newspaper reporter and my Spanish teacher Mrs. Werner.
April 18:
Zack and I found our "perfect house" - a blue house in Mound. The master bedroom was upstairs where the roof became slanted. Zack expressed concern about showering in the master bathroom with the slanty roof, but I pointed out that the shower head was on the higher side of the slant. There was a random pink toilet right by the bed.
The house had two kitchens - one upstairs with three separate ovens and stove tops, and one downstairs, which was the larger one and also had three ovens. The yard was a little
small because two next door neighbors back yards connected behind ours, cutting off the back of our yard.
Then I was talking to this boy who said, "I don't think no
means no. I think it means yes." So I got mad at him, lectured him, and
pinned him to the ground where I snapped his arm out of joint before
turning him over to the queen for sentencing.
Then I was watching ice skating on TV with my mom. She surprised me with a box full of different Neutrogena facial soaps, all in different shades of tan.
There was this boy who asked this girl to take his photo. He handed her a fake
phone and while she was distracted, he grabbed her puppy's leash out of her hands and ran away with the dog. I
chased him down and eventually caught him. He claimed it was a social
experiment and asked if I would've chased him if her were black. I told
him stealing a puppy is an unforgivable crime no matter what color you
are. Then I said if he was some huge guy, I might not have chased
him, for my own safety.
April 19:
I sneaked into NBC's TV studio and got into their guest hosting area. I hung out
there eating their food and acting like I belonged for the longest time. There was a blind girl who danced on one of their TV shows. She didn't like most strangers, but she liked me. Then they had another guest (some Latina rocker chick and her band) arrive. The rocker chick was rude and demanded I moved my stuff for her band. I
refused. An NBC guy tried to smooth the situation over, but I told him no and that if she
asked nicely I'd gladly move my things for her band. We had a bit of a
stand off, but eventually she relented. Then I became friends with her
and her band.
Matt D and I walked together and talked about how he had a crush on
Ronne still but she was mad at him (not sure what about). Some guys walked on cliffs high
above our path and knocked sand and rocks down toward us. Eventually what was a small annoyance started a sand avalanche. The blind girl from the TV studio ran to me when the avalanche started.
I told PJ (high school teacher) that I thought Bible classes should be Pass/Fail rather than grades. I expected him to argue but he agreed.
April 20:
Adam was showing me around Northwestern on my first day at my new job.
He brought me outside where there was this huge field of sunflowers and
dried up cornstalks. He said they were looking for someone to tend the
field and it was a 6-figure salary. We got Jenna and had her cover her
eyes and surprised her with the field.
I got confused about where I
needed to be because my trainer's face and clothing kept changing. So
confusing.
There was a large, smelly dead animal.
April 21: I was walking through Walmart with a family from the hills of
Tennessee. There was a dad with cowboy hat and all his kids – there were like a
million of them and they were all very out of touch with social norms.
As we walked through the store, they got bored and started a family sing
along of some hymns. I was picking up pennies off the floor, some were
real and some were fake. With my pennies I bought a bunch of trinkets – gum and cheap makeup mostly. Then I let the siblings choose
something from the stash. They were hesitant at first (the girls wore no
make up) but eventually picked things. One sister chose mascara and I
had to help her put it on. It was so cheap it was all cakey
and crusty and bad.
Then later the family gathered around a fire (in a hotel room, I guess...odd) and told
stories. I was encouraged to join them but declined. They had a Native
American guy who'd been with us who spoke very little English. He tried
to tell a story but it was hard to understand. I caught enough to
understand that he was trying to propose to me but no one else got it so
I didn't say anything.
I was at Jenna's wedding and her
mom told me she'd brought a jacket with three layers that could unzip layers based on
the weather. In the dream, she wore just the lime green windbreaker vest part. Pre-wedding we all ate pumpkin pie. I was given a little puppy
(black and white) to carry down the aisle with me. Emilee attended the wedding and wore a gold dress with white overlay. Dave got a gray shawl with poof
balls on it for her to try. We told him shawls were "out", but he asked
her to try anyway. Once she had it on, he agreed with us.
April 22:
Dreamed I was at my Uncle Todd's house. He had a cow chained in a pen with a
bull. I accidentally let the cow go and couldn't figure out how to get
her chained back up.
Then I dreamed I was fighting a bunch of creatures in a
house (wraiths, alligators, Minotaur skeletons and others). I was
outnumbered and couldn't win so had to run.
I dreamed the song "If You See
Kay" (and woke up with it in my head).
I dreamed that Joel and Zack got all excited about liking the same show
growing up (that old 90s show "Dinosaurs"). I said I
liked it too and Joel started grilling me about why. I answered, but he
kept prying. He kept notes in red crayon. He added some of his own to
the list about why HE liked the show, like he was trying to prove to me that this show was clearly awesome.
Friday, May 27, 2016
Sunday, May 1, 2016
Dream Update: Week 13
April 9:
Tyler was at our old house driving across the road and he inadvertently caused a car accident. The guy got out of his car and was super pissed. The other guy involved in the accident had a "not nonfatal" injury, though I couldn't see any injury. I hugged Tyler and was glad he was okay at least.
Then my nephew Charlie (2 and a half) and I were saying goodbye to each other after Easter dinner. He sang-songed "Byyyeee Heidi!" and I sang back, "Byyyeee Charlieee!" He replied again with, "Byeee Heidi!" and once more I returned "Byyeee Charlie!" Then he became all indignant because, "You already said goodbye!"
I spent a lot of time after that in a Manor where someone was captured (me? But I was in both places soo...) . Time was running out to save prisoner-me. The group I was with couldn't figure out how to get to prisoner-me but rushed around anyway. We ended up in this Korean woman's apartment and she got all upset at us.
We ran out to Zack's car in the parking lot, but he insisted that this random red car was his, rather than his green one that I was running toward. I debated with him for a minute, but eventually gave in and went to climb in the red car. I pulled the handle and it broke off so that the door wouldn't latch closed again. After some finagling, I got the door to close and we took off (still trying to save prisoner-me, I guess). But then on the way, Zack said he had to stop for an audition and asked me to really fix the door while he was in there. We parked by this small building and he ran inside.
In the parking lot, I met up with my cousin Jamie and her kids. One of them was very small--as in, like four inches tall--and on a leash. Jamie gave me the leash to hold onto for a minute and the child ran toward a puddle. I knew she could drown even in a small puddle, so I tightened the leash to keep her back. She fell and was all muddy, but otherwise unharmed. Then I talked with Mercedez (my other cousin's daughter) who was skipping the 7th grade and going right into 8th. She told me that Jamie had told her about cutting and not to do it, and I agreed. I gave a heartfelt speech about how she is loved and can always go to those who love her.
Then I was hanging out with Charissa R and we started trying on clothes together from the racks and racks of clothes she had at her house. As I looked through them, I found this very TALL medieval dress. Aaron S walked in and made fun of the dress, and I challenged back, "Haven't you ever heard of RenFest?" (Because bringing up the Renaissance Festival is a great way to get people to stop teasing you...) In this case, though, it worked, because he just said, "Yes." and walked away.
I found a box of old Valentine's cards and picked the little sticker sheets out of them to send to Natalie and Mason. There were Star Wars stickers and heart stickers.
April 10:
I was kidnapped along with some other women and held captive. One of the capture women was pregnant and I helped the doula (who also happened to be in the group) deliver the baby. We were beaten regularly in order to "teach us certain lessons"--they had "lessons" bottled and would dump bottle over us before the beatings. I tried to escape once but was caught. The guard who caught me brought me to the beater who was in the basement of this old house that they'd taken over as their headquarters. He was sitting at this giant dining room table eating a fine meal and drinking a glass of wine. He wiped his mouth with a cloth napkin before looking at me tiredly. "You're really going to make me do this now?" he asked me. I don't remember anything after that.
Then I was trying to get my license renewed and went to this tiny DMV where I thought I could avoid long lines, but I didn't have the right paperwork. People from work (Joe B from old work and Jim J from new work) were there. The DMV offered me a bunch of food (hamburger meat and milk in small juice box like containers.). I loaded up a few garbage bags full of it, and Zack and I carried the bags out to car. Zack's bag broke in the parking lot and hamburger meat exploded everywhere.
I ran two marathons, but in one I got lost and ended up at the finish too early so I had to run back to try to find where I turned wrong. The whole marathon was in this large, maze-like building and people from DGT were there.
Afterwards, I was biking home to Duluth from the races and was exhausted. I had a messenger bag carrying letters from a Filipino girl to Nicole about how proud she was of her for having babies. It was really important that I deliver the letters.
I couldn't get up the hill by 21st Ave East in Duluth because I was too tired, so I went west and planned to go up by Piedmont. As I was waiting to cross the street on my way up, all these black people with signs started gathering and protesting. One had a sign that said "f*** whites" (sorry, that's what it said!) and the atmosphere was becoming out of control very quickly. When light changed I crossed street to see one guy beating another with a crowbar so intensely that bits of the guys skull and brain went flying everywhere. I tried to bike away, but was cornered by a few younger boys (two white, one black) who dumped Mountain Dew on me but otherwise left me unharmed. As they walked away laughing, I caught up to them and gave an impassioned speech (I cried) about how, yes, there is injustice in the world, but combating it in a negative way only breeds continued hatred and prejudice.
April 11:
I was in Mrs. Jara's first grade classroom, but I was in a higher grade. The teacher asked who would play "get on the wagon" and everyone except me raised hands. I said if everyone else wanted to then I would too. I have no idea what the game was, except for the fact that I "got on the wagon" and played the game just because everyone else wanted to.
Later, I dreamed that two people got turned into grinch-like trolls with green bodies and yellow eyes. One sought my help in not getting caught in her new troll-like state. She asked if it was a good idea to clone her nanny, so one could know she was a troll and one wouldn't. I said no because it would be too confusing and shed likely slip up at some point.
April 12:
My mom and I were going through attic things behind the garage at Papa Tony's old house. I found a porcelain box with lid that was stamped as being made in "pre-Japan." Then I went hiking with my great aunt and uncle Lois and Wes and their short-tailed hunting dogs. It was raining.
April 13:
Zack was driving 45 in a 30 and got a speeding ticket. As we pulled away he started going even faster to "make up for lost time."
I was sitting in my dad's (parked) truck, and this woman and her two kids drove up between me and this shed. She had a horse trailer and was a total pro at backing it up into the spot. She unhitched, did some stuff, then rehitched. But when she went to pull away, her horse trailer got caught on edge of shed. To help, I got out of truck and put weight on opposite side of trailer to tip it away from shed and give it the clearance it needed to get out. When it came free, she was able to pull away but it crashed into side of dad's truck and left a huge dent and scratch. The woman blamed me for the whole thing.
I was at my high school's camp at this horse ranch place. There were carnival rides of this giant Indian girl and giant horse that you could ride at the camp. I went off to explore on my own because there were too many people, and I got left out of ice cream. I found a path that went up this big hill and headed toward it. Lauren told me were not supposed to wander, but Alyssa came up and said, "She can't help it. It's her nature." So I went up the path, but then it went right by this cabin and there was a scary wolf-dog there who growled and snarled at me. Alyssa was with me suddenly and I was like, "Hey, you work with wild dogs. You got this." So I crept back down the hill. The dog followed her down though and found me and was growling at me. I asked Alyssa what I should do, but she didn't know. Then the dog became friendly and let me pet him.
Then I dreamed that I was an ambassador from the Land of Warmth trying to make peace with the Land of Cold. I swam in their ice water lakes with them and all the while dreamed of tropical waters of home.
I dreamed I was exploring the Schlottman's house and old bedrooms of the kids. I went to Ben's childhood room (which was in the basement of this house). Apparently, he had died as a child in a car accident and his bedroom had been left completely alone since then. It was decorated with guitars filled with guns and framed Bible verses.
April 14:
I dreamed that I friended Matt Mercer and Felicia Day on Facebook. A short while later, I got a message from Matt asking why I'd friend both of them a day after they made their accounts.
I was trying to leave my apartment to get to work and as I was driving away, I realized I wasn't wearing pants. I went back only to realize that I was, in fact, wearing pants. Tyler decided to come into work with me then, so I was waiting for him. It was 9:06 when we left and I was supposed to be at work at 9 and had a meeting at 9:30 (and I did, in fact, have a real meeting at 9:30 on this morning!). Staying in a nearby room were my parents and also a vacant room we were fixing up. We had left a bunch of my dad's tools there. I told Tyler we'd just have to let dad know to get them later because I was late. Then I couldn't find the car. Then I couldn't figure out how to get to work.
Then I dreamed something about Giants. Because why not?
April 15:
I was describing to someone how we would recognize who we were looking for. I said they'd be "ancient-looking fight snails of justice."
I was in this crawl space in the attic (a place I've been in dreams before) to sneak around this evil lady. But crawl space is always claustrophobic and terrifying so it wasn't a great alternative to the evil lady.
Then I was going through a food line getting breakfast at home for "disturbed children." I grabbed plate only to realize I didn't have a tray, so grabbed one and a boy in line told me I'd grabbed a "boy tray." They all looked the same to me though. I accidentally missed half the food by by-passing one of the sections, but I couldn't go back so just had some bananas and other fruit in a cup.
Then I was riding in very old pick up with my uncle Todd. We drove to this weigh-station-esque place with a machine that lifts your car up by the middle and tells you how much oil you have left. All the warning lights in the dash were on.
Tyler was at our old house driving across the road and he inadvertently caused a car accident. The guy got out of his car and was super pissed. The other guy involved in the accident had a "not nonfatal" injury, though I couldn't see any injury. I hugged Tyler and was glad he was okay at least.
Then my nephew Charlie (2 and a half) and I were saying goodbye to each other after Easter dinner. He sang-songed "Byyyeee Heidi!" and I sang back, "Byyyeee Charlieee!" He replied again with, "Byeee Heidi!" and once more I returned "Byyeee Charlie!" Then he became all indignant because, "You already said goodbye!"
I spent a lot of time after that in a Manor where someone was captured (me? But I was in both places soo...) . Time was running out to save prisoner-me. The group I was with couldn't figure out how to get to prisoner-me but rushed around anyway. We ended up in this Korean woman's apartment and she got all upset at us.
We ran out to Zack's car in the parking lot, but he insisted that this random red car was his, rather than his green one that I was running toward. I debated with him for a minute, but eventually gave in and went to climb in the red car. I pulled the handle and it broke off so that the door wouldn't latch closed again. After some finagling, I got the door to close and we took off (still trying to save prisoner-me, I guess). But then on the way, Zack said he had to stop for an audition and asked me to really fix the door while he was in there. We parked by this small building and he ran inside.
In the parking lot, I met up with my cousin Jamie and her kids. One of them was very small--as in, like four inches tall--and on a leash. Jamie gave me the leash to hold onto for a minute and the child ran toward a puddle. I knew she could drown even in a small puddle, so I tightened the leash to keep her back. She fell and was all muddy, but otherwise unharmed. Then I talked with Mercedez (my other cousin's daughter) who was skipping the 7th grade and going right into 8th. She told me that Jamie had told her about cutting and not to do it, and I agreed. I gave a heartfelt speech about how she is loved and can always go to those who love her.
Then I was hanging out with Charissa R and we started trying on clothes together from the racks and racks of clothes she had at her house. As I looked through them, I found this very TALL medieval dress. Aaron S walked in and made fun of the dress, and I challenged back, "Haven't you ever heard of RenFest?" (Because bringing up the Renaissance Festival is a great way to get people to stop teasing you...) In this case, though, it worked, because he just said, "Yes." and walked away.
I found a box of old Valentine's cards and picked the little sticker sheets out of them to send to Natalie and Mason. There were Star Wars stickers and heart stickers.
April 10:
I was kidnapped along with some other women and held captive. One of the capture women was pregnant and I helped the doula (who also happened to be in the group) deliver the baby. We were beaten regularly in order to "teach us certain lessons"--they had "lessons" bottled and would dump bottle over us before the beatings. I tried to escape once but was caught. The guard who caught me brought me to the beater who was in the basement of this old house that they'd taken over as their headquarters. He was sitting at this giant dining room table eating a fine meal and drinking a glass of wine. He wiped his mouth with a cloth napkin before looking at me tiredly. "You're really going to make me do this now?" he asked me. I don't remember anything after that.
Then I was trying to get my license renewed and went to this tiny DMV where I thought I could avoid long lines, but I didn't have the right paperwork. People from work (Joe B from old work and Jim J from new work) were there. The DMV offered me a bunch of food (hamburger meat and milk in small juice box like containers.). I loaded up a few garbage bags full of it, and Zack and I carried the bags out to car. Zack's bag broke in the parking lot and hamburger meat exploded everywhere.
I ran two marathons, but in one I got lost and ended up at the finish too early so I had to run back to try to find where I turned wrong. The whole marathon was in this large, maze-like building and people from DGT were there.
Afterwards, I was biking home to Duluth from the races and was exhausted. I had a messenger bag carrying letters from a Filipino girl to Nicole about how proud she was of her for having babies. It was really important that I deliver the letters.
I couldn't get up the hill by 21st Ave East in Duluth because I was too tired, so I went west and planned to go up by Piedmont. As I was waiting to cross the street on my way up, all these black people with signs started gathering and protesting. One had a sign that said "f*** whites" (sorry, that's what it said!) and the atmosphere was becoming out of control very quickly. When light changed I crossed street to see one guy beating another with a crowbar so intensely that bits of the guys skull and brain went flying everywhere. I tried to bike away, but was cornered by a few younger boys (two white, one black) who dumped Mountain Dew on me but otherwise left me unharmed. As they walked away laughing, I caught up to them and gave an impassioned speech (I cried) about how, yes, there is injustice in the world, but combating it in a negative way only breeds continued hatred and prejudice.
April 11:
I was in Mrs. Jara's first grade classroom, but I was in a higher grade. The teacher asked who would play "get on the wagon" and everyone except me raised hands. I said if everyone else wanted to then I would too. I have no idea what the game was, except for the fact that I "got on the wagon" and played the game just because everyone else wanted to.
Later, I dreamed that two people got turned into grinch-like trolls with green bodies and yellow eyes. One sought my help in not getting caught in her new troll-like state. She asked if it was a good idea to clone her nanny, so one could know she was a troll and one wouldn't. I said no because it would be too confusing and shed likely slip up at some point.
April 12:
My mom and I were going through attic things behind the garage at Papa Tony's old house. I found a porcelain box with lid that was stamped as being made in "pre-Japan." Then I went hiking with my great aunt and uncle Lois and Wes and their short-tailed hunting dogs. It was raining.
April 13:
Zack was driving 45 in a 30 and got a speeding ticket. As we pulled away he started going even faster to "make up for lost time."
I was sitting in my dad's (parked) truck, and this woman and her two kids drove up between me and this shed. She had a horse trailer and was a total pro at backing it up into the spot. She unhitched, did some stuff, then rehitched. But when she went to pull away, her horse trailer got caught on edge of shed. To help, I got out of truck and put weight on opposite side of trailer to tip it away from shed and give it the clearance it needed to get out. When it came free, she was able to pull away but it crashed into side of dad's truck and left a huge dent and scratch. The woman blamed me for the whole thing.
I was at my high school's camp at this horse ranch place. There were carnival rides of this giant Indian girl and giant horse that you could ride at the camp. I went off to explore on my own because there were too many people, and I got left out of ice cream. I found a path that went up this big hill and headed toward it. Lauren told me were not supposed to wander, but Alyssa came up and said, "She can't help it. It's her nature." So I went up the path, but then it went right by this cabin and there was a scary wolf-dog there who growled and snarled at me. Alyssa was with me suddenly and I was like, "Hey, you work with wild dogs. You got this." So I crept back down the hill. The dog followed her down though and found me and was growling at me. I asked Alyssa what I should do, but she didn't know. Then the dog became friendly and let me pet him.
Then I dreamed that I was an ambassador from the Land of Warmth trying to make peace with the Land of Cold. I swam in their ice water lakes with them and all the while dreamed of tropical waters of home.
I dreamed I was exploring the Schlottman's house and old bedrooms of the kids. I went to Ben's childhood room (which was in the basement of this house). Apparently, he had died as a child in a car accident and his bedroom had been left completely alone since then. It was decorated with guitars filled with guns and framed Bible verses.
April 14:
I dreamed that I friended Matt Mercer and Felicia Day on Facebook. A short while later, I got a message from Matt asking why I'd friend both of them a day after they made their accounts.
I was trying to leave my apartment to get to work and as I was driving away, I realized I wasn't wearing pants. I went back only to realize that I was, in fact, wearing pants. Tyler decided to come into work with me then, so I was waiting for him. It was 9:06 when we left and I was supposed to be at work at 9 and had a meeting at 9:30 (and I did, in fact, have a real meeting at 9:30 on this morning!). Staying in a nearby room were my parents and also a vacant room we were fixing up. We had left a bunch of my dad's tools there. I told Tyler we'd just have to let dad know to get them later because I was late. Then I couldn't find the car. Then I couldn't figure out how to get to work.
Then I dreamed something about Giants. Because why not?
April 15:
I was describing to someone how we would recognize who we were looking for. I said they'd be "ancient-looking fight snails of justice."
I was in this crawl space in the attic (a place I've been in dreams before) to sneak around this evil lady. But crawl space is always claustrophobic and terrifying so it wasn't a great alternative to the evil lady.
Then I was going through a food line getting breakfast at home for "disturbed children." I grabbed plate only to realize I didn't have a tray, so grabbed one and a boy in line told me I'd grabbed a "boy tray." They all looked the same to me though. I accidentally missed half the food by by-passing one of the sections, but I couldn't go back so just had some bananas and other fruit in a cup.
Then I was riding in very old pick up with my uncle Todd. We drove to this weigh-station-esque place with a machine that lifts your car up by the middle and tells you how much oil you have left. All the warning lights in the dash were on.
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