I usually get a pillow to the face, but it’s totally worth it

It’s time for another question…

#46 – When did you last sing to yourself? to someone else?

This one is super easy. The last time I sang to myself was about 15 minutes ago in the car on my way back from lunch. It’s safe to assume that I am always singing to myself when I am alone in my car, and sometimes even when I’m not.

I suppose the last time I sang to myself without music playing was probably the last time I really had trouble falling to sleep. Sometimes I sing old camp songs to myself when I can’t sleep. This usually happens after I’ve tried counting my breaths or saying goodnight to each body part from my toes to my head, but before I’ve given up and gotten up to find a distraction.

The last time I sang to someone else, if you don’t count singing with other people, would probably be last time I woke up first in the same place as my sister. This is by far the easiest way to get her out of bed.

Imagine my confusion when I woke up…

The other night I had a dream that was so ridiculous that I knew I had to share it, but also so insane that I’m not sure I can give it justice in writing. I’m going to try.

My dream started with me and my sister as teenagers, being grounded by our parents. But my parents were horrible & had us locked in a bedroom. I had to go to the bathroom and my Dad was not letting me go and then when I finally convinced him, he locked me in there. Anyhoo, while in the bathroom, I found out I was pregnant.

Next thing I know, my sis and I are trying to convince my parents to let us go to AM’s bridal shower. After some convincing we were allowed to go, but only if my mom came to chaperone us to make sure we didn’t get away. At some point I told my sister I was pregnant so she knew. Then when my mom’s back was turned I hugged my sister and told her that I had to escape & I ran away.

The first place I went when I ran away was the High Museum, only it was kind a cross between an art museum and a botanical garden. When I was there, all of a sudden I was with my friend’s dad Mr. S and a bunch of my friends. I was walking with Mr. S and we came across a table of knickknacks and I picked one up and said, “that’s weird, my mom has this same thing” and then I realized all the stuff on the table was my moms. I started to call her and then I remembered that I couldn’t call her because I ran away.

After the table of knickknacks we came across a bunch of tables where you could take samples of candy and what not and fill up a goodie bag. After that we decided it was time to go see the “Sparkly Dew” Exhibit. At this time my friend KA was pushing an empty stroller. KA, a few other friends, Mr. S, and I go down a hall and we come to a T shaped intersection with a sign telling us the “Sparkly Dew” exhibit is straight ahead.

Then I say, “This sign always confuses me when I come here – do they want us to go left or right” We go right. We were wrong, so we turn around. The “sparkly Dew” exhibit is really like a long rectangular pond and all of a sudden Rusty is there and he jumps in the water to chase after another dog. All of a sudden a whale-like creature appears under the dogs and takes off with Rusty and the other dog kind of surfing on it. It goes all the way to the end, turns around, comes back and then blows a stream of water up through a blow-hole. This forces Rusty into the air and he comes careening down into my arms and I catch him, set him down and then we continue…

Next thing I know, we are no longer with Mr. S, it’s just me KA and KW. We need to find a bathroom and KA says she knows of a secret one that won’t be as busy. The secret one is inside a storage room. I go into the bathroom and KA and KW are in the storage room when all of a sudden the empty stroller bursts into flames. I run out of the bathroom, KA spots a fire extinguisher and puts out the fire. But when the fire is gone, we look down and the stroller is now a pillar candle. Then we laugh about how we just used a fire extinguisher to put out a candle.

We exit the storage room.

I woke up.

Thoughts

* My parents were my real parents, but they were nothing like my parents. In the dream they were awful people, but in reality they were pretty cool.
* The only part of this dream that was somewhat based on reality was that AM really is getting married soon. That being said, we don’t keep in touch anymore, so I would not be invited to a shower, nor would I go.
* I did just buy memberships to both the High and the Botanical Gardens, so maybe that’s why they were included, but it wasn’t that day and it’s not like I gave either much thought after making the purchases.
* I like that I said the sign ALWAYS confuses me, like I had been there before.
* Rusty hates water, there is no way he would really jump in the pond. And if he did get thrown up into the air and into my arms we would have both tumbled to the ground because that boy is about 70 pounds of get out of my way.
* I have two friends that are KA. I’ll let you both assume it’s you
* In the dream, I remember having an eerie feeling about my friend pushing the empty stroller. It was almost like I was watching a scary movie, but it was my friend. I don’t even want to know the significance of it bursting into flames.

Queen is for Questions

I’m kind of slightly bad at the question round of Kings (aka Circle of Death). I always laugh or want to answer them.

I wanted to have a little fun and come up with some new ideas for the blog, so I decided to buy The Book of Questions by Gregory Stock, PH.D. and answer some of them. I think I’ll just do it randomly instead of trying to pick a day or commit to a certain time frame. Also, instead of going in order through the book, I’m just going to flip randomly and if I don’t like that one flip again, etc. etc.

Basically, I’m going to do it the same way I do everything around here.

To begin…

#35 – Would you give up half of what you now own for a pill that would permanently change you so that one hour of sleep each day would fully refresh you?

My immediate reaction was that basically I already have based on the falling housing prices in the current economy and that I should get the pill without having make any more changes. I have not really lost half the value in my home, but sometimes it feels like it.

But being serious about it, my answer is no. It sounds better at first to have the extra time, but after a week, I would probably have buyers remorse. There’s not a lot to do at 4am, so the novelty would probably wear off pretty quick.

Also, based on my current assets I would not want to give up half of that to gain this extra time. I like the security of owning my home and having a reliable car. I enjoy having savings that I can use to travel and purchase things I want. Basically I have just the right lifestyle to make this not worth it.

If I had less and owned next to nothing – sure, why not. I could ditch half of it, gain 6 hours, maybe work another job and eventually come out better in the end.

If I had more and owned a bunch of house and cars and jets, then sure, why not. Get rid of half and be able to enjoy the extra time. Of course, if I had this much, it would probably also mean I wouldn’t be working, so then I’d already have an extra 8 hours a day, so why bother. I guess the choice in this case would depend more on if you always only got 1 hour of sleep or if it was just an available option when you wanted. Options are nice, even when you’re loaded (I assume)

What about you – would you do it?

Dang, That Was One Big Bull

Last night in a dream, I looked out my window and there was a bull race (picture a horse race, but with bulls) For some reason they were doing time trials or something and only one bull was running at a time. The only bull I saw running stopped and came to me in the window so I could pet him and he never finished the race.

Then in the morning, the newspaper front page read, “Girl in 17th story window ruins bull race.”

Like it was my fault. Geez. And come on, dreaming about a newspaper is so 1932.

 

Christmas Trees for Easter – Why Not?

You know when you look at movies on IMDB.com they usually have a section that posts all the continuity errors, etc from the movie. This section alone is why my dreams could never be movies – because the whole script would fill this section.

Which leads us to my dream last night (at the end I’ll tally up some of the “errors” in case you miss them).

It took place at a version of my house (nicer, bigger, different deck, etc) but it was still in Atlanta. It was Easter Sunday and apparently I had a party the night before. There were 10 people in my dream that had all stayed at my house after the party. In my dream I knew them all, but in real life I know only 9 of them. The one I don’t know in real life’s name was Pete.

Anyhoo, we were all hanging out in the morning and my sister, who was there, decided that she needed to go see our Grandpa in Missouri because it was her birthday and she was mad that everyone just said Happy Easter and no one said Happy Birthday. She left around 10 am.

We all hung out and played board games, and then decided to watch some football games around noon. After the end of the first game, my sister came back from my Grandpa’s house and was in a better mood, so she hung out with us.

After the end of the second game at 3, Pete and I went outside on my (amazing dream) deck and commented how pretty the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree looked all lit up. Then he pointed at it. We stared at it for a few minutes and then went down to my (pretend dream) yard to take a picture, but when we were lower, there was a building in the way so we went back up. Then another friend came out and said not to use the flash because then we wouldn’t get the full effect of the lights.

After taking the picture, we went back inside where everyone was getting ready to go back to bed. That’s where my dream ended.

Things that aren’t right:

1. It’s Easter, which doesn’t match up with any of the following – Football, My sister’s birthday, Christmas Trees
2. I also wouldn’t have had a party that night because if I am in town I would be  at church on Easter.
3. Watching football period was kind of strange. I do not think football has been on my television since my brother moved out a year and a half ago.
4. Two football games in 3 hours doesn’t really fit either, especially since they were televised ones.
5. My sister leaving at 10 am, getting to Missouri and back around let’s say 1:30 ish, is impossible no matter how you look at it.
6. There is no way you would see the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree from my deck in Atlanta. Or for that matter the tall buildings that were blocking our view.
7. When we went outside at 3 pm it was dark and the tree was lit in the distance. So assuming you could really see the tree, it still wouldn’t be dark at 3 pm.
8. We were maybe on the deck for 30 minutes – why on Earth was everyone going to bed at 3:30 and why still at my house?
9. Who the heck is Pete? Why was he the only fake person in my dream?
10. My head (apparently)

By the way, minus watching the football, because I don’t really care about it, this would actually be a pretty fun Sunday. I love board games.

The Lamest Dream Ever

My laptop touchpad has gone insane. It basically thinks the mouse is clicking at all times, which means that anything the arrow crosses paths with gets opened 1000 times. I took it to Best Buy and they wanted to send it away for a month and charge me a few hundred bucks, but I didn’t want to do that, so I searched online at work for ways to fix this.

I found out how to disable the touchpad, so I was able to slowly use another mouse to get the touchpad disabled without opening everything else on the computer. This didn’t work though so I had to actually uninstall the touchpad.  Luckily, this worked, and I am now able to use my home computer with a separate mouse. However every time the computer restarts it re-installs the touchpad automatically and I have to start over.  It’s very annoying, but I haven’t had the inclination to take it somewhere else to get fixed, so this is my life.

Now on to the dream. Prepare to be amazed*

The entire dream took place in one room. I was with a guy that I like, and ALL we did was talk about computers. If I was going to have a dream about a guy I like, I don’t think it would have been possible to have one that was less sexy than this. How boring.

At one point in my dream this guy showed me how to take apart the computer and disconnect the touchpad to keep it from automatically reinstalling the software each time it restarted.

I don’t know what’s more disappointing, the fact that I wasted precious dream time thinking about computers, or the fact that now that I’m awake, I don’t remember how he fixed it.

*sarcasm

A Journey Into My Brain

Last night I had an interesting dream. It wasn’t bad per se, but it wasn’t really great either. It didn’t cover very much time. It was very real – no crazy things happened, only stuff that could  really happen (ie, no flying cars or anything like that)

Half of the dream was amazing, so amazing that this half was really hard to let go of when I woke up. I knew it was a dream, unlike when you wake up thinking something really did happen, but I wish it wasn’t.

The other half was just terrible, somewhat for me, but really it was a little more terrible for a one of my friends and only indirectly affected me. And I say terrible because of the situation, not because of the actuality of it.

No matter how hard I wish that the one half of the dream would be true, is it really fair to expect that it could be true without now also worrying that the other half have would tag along.

I know I’m being really cryptic, but to tell the truth, I don’t really think either part of the dream will come true. It’s just put me in a funk all morning that I couldn’t have just had the good part of the dream without the other stuff. Is my subconscious now out to get me that I can’t even have a nice dream without something going wrong.

I do enough of that thinking when I’m awake, not really thinking good things will last, etc. Do I really need to do it in my dreams too. What a bummer!

I’m still not entirely sure if I’m awake or if I’m still dreaming…

Last night I had one of the strangest dreams ever. That is saying a lot coming from me because I have some pretty weird dreams. I’m going to do my best to lay it out for you.

Ok, here’s the weirdest part of the dream – I was asleep the entire time (remember this), but in my dream, I was sleeping and having other dreams, so it was like a bunch of little dreams within a dream. It went like this. In my dream I was sleeping, but not very well. I kept waking up and each time I woke up in my dream I left one dream and then fell back asleep into another. In my dream it was like I was watching myself sleep and dream and wake up and roll over, sleep and dream, etc. etc.  I only remember a few of the small dreams, but I feel like there were more.

1. In the first dream within a dream that I remember I was Sarah in “Labyrinth” trying to get to Jareth’s castle to save baby Toby, but it was funny because while I was being led around by Hoggle, the whole time I was singing – You remind me of the babe. What babe? The babe with the power. What power? The power of voodoo. Who do? You do? What? Remind me of the babe. (I love this movie, if you have not seen it, you must immediately go and watch it)

2. In another one I was on a swing set of sorts with a friend. I say “of sorts” because the swings weren’t really attached to anything and we were just swinging opposite directions facing each other in the air. He jumped off his swing and disappeared and then I did the same and that was the end of that one.

3. This one was great. Probably about 4 or 5 years ago I had a dream where Sum and I traveled to Germany or somewhere like that and spied on a school for male models. This was like a re-run of that dream, which was pretty funny in itself but the fact that this long after I had the original dream, I had a condensed version, is pretty hysterical.

4. The last one I remember is my favorite. I was with my brother and sister and we were running and then all of a sudden my sister started leap frogging over me and my brother, but we were still running and we were upright so my sister was a super leap frogger. She wasn’t just putting her hands on our shoulders and jumping over us like you might be imagining – she was actually crouching down and leaping from the ground over us and back to the crouched position without ever touching us. We stopped and decided that this deserved some attention so we spent the rest of the dream trying to get my sister some recognition for her amazing leap frog ability. We held a fair and I hate to say it, but we put her on display like a freak show. (sorry sis) It was awesome.

So anyways, this morning when my alarm went off and I hit snooze a few times, I was really confused, because a little part of me still thought this was part of the dream. It wasn’t, and I ended up oversleeping and being a little late to work. Unless of course it is still last night and I’m only dreaming that I’m at work…