Pools and a Party...But Whose?

After a few days where I couldn't remember any of my dreams, I finally had a memorable one last night. I was at either a mansion with several pools and 4 levels or a hotel. I'm not sure which. Anyway, I was wandering around the building and I get the feeling I was there for a party and I think I was the guest of honor. I was supposed to be changing into my party clothes but, I didn't seem to want to. There were some kids in my dream and I was hanging out with them for a while. Then there were some guys in it and I started hanging out with them. At some point, my cat got out and I had to try to sneak up on her and grab her before she got lost. She was headed for a fence and I knew that if she could get to it before I could catch her, she would climb it, jump over the other side and be gone forever. I don't know whether I caught her or not. Then, I was back at the party and still seemingly shirking my Guest of Honor duties by trying to stay hidden from the hostesses. Next thing I remember, I was asked to help some of the kids find a turtle and a lizard. I found them in a hall that led outside to what I think was another pool.

That's it. I don't remember anything else.

Meteor Shower

The first thing I remember from Monday night's dream was being on a ship or a boat or a condo, somewhere surrounded by water. We were inside whatever it was that we were on or in and a girl was worrying by the window because she kept looking outside at the sky expecting to see someone. I don't know if she was waiting for an airplane to get in or what she was doing but, she kept saying that she couldn't see them. I looked outside at the sky and saw the most spectacular meteor shower. Millions, if not billions of stars were falling from the sky. I was ecstatically trying to get everyone to see the shower and one guy walked up and tried to catch it but he only caught the tail end of it, which was a much smaller display and I remember feeling a little disappointed that no one else saw it at its height of beauty like I did. I felt bad for the guy because he only saw a couple dozen stars fall when I got to see millions or billions of them.
The next part of my dream was with that same guy and my friend Kelly and another girl. We were talking about the Twilight books and Kelly, who is not the biggest fan of the books in reality, said she had started reading the third book and was now a huge fan and couldn't wait to get to the end of it. Then the man told us that his son-in-law and daughter read some book that was based on some deaths that had happened in the house that they live in. The people in the book had all died in their house.
That is all I can remember although, immediately after I woke up, I remember that there was a quote from my dream that I wanted to remember but, within a minute of having woken up, I completely forgot the quote.

Homeless, College, Vampires...what else?

Last night's dream was all over the place. The first thing I remember was being on a date with some guy who ditched me for 2 or 3 women. I took my dress off and was wearing just a slip, maybe in an effort to show him what he was missing...which I can assure you, is nothing I would ever do. I left the restaurant and was wandering around what seemed to be my old college in Kent State in Ohio. I came across a guy who was working outside and we flirted a little and then I went on my way again. At one point I was crawling on the ground and something instinctively told me I was about 2 and a half inches from danger which I later found out was a vampire under ground. Yea...I know. I have some seriously random stuff that happens in my dreams and when I wake up, they are like little snapshots that don't seem to fit together or make much sense.
Moving on, next I was walking down a street with stores, bars and restaurants, looking for a place to ditch a shopping cart that I inexplicably found myself in possession of and I ended up leaving it on the side of the curb outside of what may have been a soup kitchen. There was a patio where a homeless was eating with some of his buddies and he somehow knew that I was from the Cleveland area of Ohio. And, I get the sense that I was back in Georgia during this part of my dream because the homeless man was talking about having moved from Ohio and liking the weather better here. I spoke with him briefly and excused myself. At this point in the dream I seemed to have been trying to get somewhere without being found or while going unnoticed. I snuck through a restaurant from the back door to the front, which seemed to be the same soup kitchen, or restaurant, that the homeless guy had been because I remember not wanting him to see me again.
That seems to be the end of the dream as that is all I can remember.
I have got to figure out why I have such random dreams. There never seems to be much rhyme or reason to them.

A Pregnant Musical

I ran behind this weekend so, here's me trying to get up-to-date.
Saturday's dream was all about a musical. In this musical, all the girls were supposed to be pregnant. Our director had a scene for us in which we were supposed to wear a leopard print dress or bathing suit. Something happened to me in the dream that had me unable to attend rehearsals for a while so I had to play catchup when I was finally cleared to get back in there. I was struggling to get caught up. I asked one of my friends where to find the leopard print dress or bathing suit that I needed for the scene and she got snide with me. She pointed down the street and said, "down there" but when I asked her for more information she told me that I could find it by myself and that she wasn't going to help me.
The only other thing I remember from this dream was that I had a stylish short haircut but, I was still upset by it as I missed my long hair. I don't know why I keep dreaming about having short hairstyles. I don't have any intentions of cutting my hair short. But, it seems to be a reoccurring theme in my dreams of late.

Burgers or Chicken?

Last night's dream was all about party preparation. The party wasn't at my current house though. It was more like a scene out of Sanford and Son. It was kind of a cramped, pack rat, rusty shack-like location. There was a big tall guy that resembled Malcom Jamal Warner back when he had dreadlocks and when I told my hubby that he was one of the people coming to our party, I said his name was Moses. He had a daughter who he said was 12 years old but, in my dream, she was in a stroller and she didn't look 12 years old. He appeared in my dream twice. Both at my house and at the grocery store. There were several familiar people in my dream this time. One of my elementary school friends, Heather, was in it briefly. A guy from college named Joe. And, 2 of my hubby's friends, Mike and Larry, were in it. I know there were more familiars but, I can't recall them right now.
I was trying to get a head count at one point in order to figure out how many burgers I would need. There was even quite a bit of interest in the burgers in my dream. At one point, I had a recipe for burgers with salsa mixed in. I was shopping for the buns when I was at the grocery store. Then I was back at home trying to figure out if we had enough frozen burger patties for everyone and suddenly I realized that they weren't burgers. They were barbequed chicken breasts so, the people were going to have to make due with chicken instead of beef.
That is all I can recall. It really seemed to be more about the burgers than anything else. I must have been hungry in my sleep.

Termites, Ferrets and Dracula?

I had a wild and random cast of characters in last night's dream. The first thing I can remember was being in a room with a yellow light, sort of like the light in a film developing room. There were glass rooms inside that room that seemed to each be individually owned. I had one and there was a man that seemed to have some kind of controlling interest in the glass rooms. He went into mine and said that it was infested with termites. I think they were something like giant glass cages because mine had a ferret in it. And, most people who know me, know that I hate ferrets ever since one bit me when I was a tween. Anyway, I went into my cage to check things out and the termites got on me. I couldn't get them off of me no matter how hard I tried. I tried to shake them off, slap them off, rub and even rinse them off. Nothing seemed to work. There was a celebrity in my dream but, for the life of me, I can't remember who it was.
The next part of my dream, that I can remember, was in a hospital or medical center of some sort. I was there for myself and a few friends. When it came time for me to get my checkup I managed to piss the doctor off somehow. I remember telling her about my acid reflux than for some reason she made me leave. I went out into a large waiting area that looked more like something you would see in a mall or something. There was a huge water fountain or something and there were actors in it dressed like vampires and Dracula and they were doing synchronized swimming. There were children and adults in this "scene" and one of the adults, who may have been the main character, knew all the patients names. He would say something to each patient and call them by name. He got my friend's name right, which I can't recall now, but when it came time for him to say something to me, he called me Cookie, which is not my name.
So, that is all I remember from my dream. There was a lot going on in that one.

Ships Ahoy...SOS

I was in charge of rescuing myself and a ship full of people in last night's dream. Unfortunately, I waited too long to retell this dream today so, I have already forgotten most of it. I don't know why I had to rescue us. It doesn't seem that the ship was sinking. It seems as though there was some outside danger, like people who were trying to harm the ship and all of its occupants. And, I can't recall what my plan was to save our ship but, I had one and was in the process of enacting my plan when I was awakened by my dog barking at my neighbors. Given that I woke up before the heroic or tragic end of my dream, I am choosing the believe that I was successful in rescuing everyone.

A Burlesque Show?

Yup...you read that right. Part of my dream last night, really the only part that I can remember, was a Burlesque Show with one of my ex-co-workers and some of her friends. It was in kind of a Victorian looking house or some sort. I was the only one there watching and it was short and we all left right afterward. And, no clothes were removed so, perhaps it wasn't really a Burlesque Show. Although, I think I recall that they were all in Lingerie type costumes. I think there were about 5 women total. And other than them telling me they each made $500.00 for that 3 minute routine, that is really all I can remember. I know there was a lot more to the dream but, I don't recall any more details. I have to wonder if, given that I love to dance, maybe the thought of making money for it made its way into my dreams. However, I don't pretend to be good at dancing and, the older I get, the worse I am. I am clumsy and quite uncoordinated these days so, why that would be anywhere near a consideration, even if only in my dreams, is beyond me.

A Concert?

I think last night's dream was in some kind of amphitheater or concert hall but, no event ever transpired. But, here are all the details I can remember. My hair was really short and sort of a coppery red which I remember being a bit sad about because I really don't like myself with short hair and I couldn't figure out why I had decided to cut it short. And, it seems to me that my hair wasn't short and red until just before it was time to leave the concert hall. I was there with a group of friends whom I kept losing. I also saw a few old high school friends there. One was one of my best friends from elementary school, named Heather and Donna, a high school friend was there too. There was a blond guy there whom I don't recognize now but seemed to know in my dream and he seemed younger than me. There was a kitten in my dream at some point and I can't recall what role it played in my dream, only that there was one. I kept switching seats, as did my friends and, for some reason, that seems to happen a lot in my dreams. Like I am never satisfied with where I am or am never in the right spot or area. At one point, it was time to go and one of my friends and I found ourselves stuck in a house that may have been surrounded by water. We couldn't figure out how to get out of there and I felt a sense of danger from the men that were in that part of the dream. There were some dogs and a few women who I have a vague recollection were trying to keep my friend and me there. There was some construction going on in and around the house. These are all the details that I can remember. My dreams seem to be very disorganized and full of random people and places that never really connect to anything.

Too Much Stress

I think last night's dream stems from my last work experience. I was at a my job. I am currently out of work so, this is a totally fictional one. It was a pretty big office with lots of people. In fact, it was so big that I kept getting lost when I would try to find my desk. At one point, I was at someone else's desk going through my purse and doing my makeup. I was also going through my purse looking for some other stuff too. I kept getting yelled at by my boss who was unnecessarily hard on everyone. My boss at my last job was like that. No matter how hard we worked and how well we did, we were never good enough for her. So, I think that that situation has weaved itself into my psyche and I can expect to have many dreams in my future, just like last night's. The difference between my dream me and my reality me is that, I wouldn't have been at my desk, or someone else's, doing my makeup. I get my hair and makeup done at home before I go to work because I see no reason why I can't get up in time to do all of the prep stuff before I head for work. Sorry...that is a pet peeve of mine. Anyway, the dream ended when one of my co-workers and my boss were standing in her door yelling across the office for me to come to them. I was in trouble and, while I think I knew why in my dream, I can't recall why now.
Other than this vague sense that I was working for a newspaper or some piece of written material and that the office was nice but was a cube farm, I can't recall anything else about my dream. I just know that it stressed me out and has put me in a little bit of a mood today.

Slashed Tires...

Last night's dream is another blur, for the most part. But, I'll do my best to provide as much detail as I can recall.
It seems I was at school again and yet, I also seemed to be either at my house or my parent's house...or a combination of the two.
One part seemed to be in a cafeteria. At one point, there was a guy laying down on the floor with his legs against a wall, smoking a cigar and drinking some kind of alcohol, which seemed to be a no-n0 because I remember wondering how he was getting away with it.
The last, and most dominant thing I remember was my brother-in-law coming into the house and telling me that his tires on his truck had been slashed. I ran out to the garage and the driveway and all tires on all four cars were slashed. By all four cars, I mean mine, my hubby's, the bro-in-law's and my father-in-law's cars all had slashed tires. My father-in-law was nowhere in my dream but, he was there somewhere...or at least, his car was.
That's it. I woke up and that is all I can remember.

Back to School

Last night's dream took me back to college in a very weird, random way. First, I came across a girl who, from what I remember, had been yelled at by a professor who then broke her glasses somehow so that she couldn't see very well and was having a hard time finding her class. She had a bunch of notes and was looking for room 250. I took pity on her and helped her find her classroom only, I ended up getting her to room 213 which, seemed like the right classroom but the wrong number. I don't really know how or why...just one of those knowing without knowing things that happens in a dream. I had some of her notes in my hand when I left her in the classroom and forgot to give them back so, for the rest of the dream, I had this need to keep her notes and not lose track of them or leave them anywhere.
Next, I came across what seemed to be a large hallway or something where students could hang out and there was a man with a kitten, a tiger and a dog. My Dad was in this part of the dream and the Tiger bit him. I had a desire to pet the tiger but, didn't end up doing so and walked away after briefly speaking to someone about it. Forgive me but, a lot of my dream was vague and sporadic.
From there, if I remember the sequence right, I was somewhere with my Mom who told me she would pay for something if I would take care of the rest of my school needs. I don't recall what she offered to pay for but, she seemed annoyed.
Next up in this extremely nonsensical dream was a pool where I hung out with one of my friends from high school. I know there was way more to that portion of the dream but, I have forgotten most of it. Although, I seem to have a sense of some kind of creature in that part of the dream as well.
I also recall a part of the dream where I was going down stairs and wandering through halls with a group of people in search of something. And, the girl I helped in the beginning was always in the back of my mind.
I know there was a lot more to this dream, including driving somewhere with my Mom. But, a lot of the details are fuzzy. So, unless I can recall more later, that is all I have to tell.

An Old One...

I don't recall any of my dreams from last night so, I will share one that I used to have often when I was younger. I think dreams are sometimes tied to a location and the reason I believe that is because this particular dream used to plague me several times a year in my childhood house but, I have not had it since we moved from that house when I was 13 years old.

My sister and I had the entire upstairs of our house to ourselves as our bedroom. But, it was more than a bedroom. The laundry room with a work bench and storage cubbies, an attic, several cubby dormers, a full bathroom, small walk-in closet and a living room were also parts of our living space. I hated it. I was terrified of that entire space for many reasons. Our next door neighbor worked in the city and would bring his city trash home with him to have hauled away by our residential collector. Why does that matter? Because, along with the trash he brought home rodents in those bags and they often found their way up into our bedroom and the attic. We would hear them scurrying around our room, chewing on our toys and just menacing our sleep. I also believe in the paranormal and would swear there were spirits up there. So, with all of these things plaguing my young mind, it is no wonder that I had this dream over and over throughout my 13 years in that house.
Now, for the dream.
I would walk into the attic which closed with double doors that would always pound open and shut a little whenever the wind would kick up. The attic would be empty in complete contrast to the multitude of toys, old furniture and many other boxes of storage we kept in there, save for one thing. In the middle of the attic floor sat a blue Jack-in-the-box. I wouldn't want to turn my back on it to leave the attic but, for some reason, I never wanted to be in there to see the creepy female Jack pop out of her box either.
And, that's it. I know it seems pretty lame and I have no idea why it always had me waking up wanting nothing more than to leave my bed, my room and the upstairs entirely. All I know is that once my family and I moved from that house, I stopped having that dream entirely. It is like I left it back in that attic and shut the door behind me. But, even after all these years, and it has been 23, I still remember that dream very vividly and just thinking about it makes me feel like that scared little girl again.

So now that I have shared...please feel free to share your dreams with me! I'm looking forward to reading what you dream about and to telling you all about mine!