i don't normally remember my dreams. maybe two a year tops. which makes this week in dreamland even stranger. and oh is it strange my friends. i'm starting to worry about myself.
monday night i dreamed that my seventy-four year old mother was moving the lawn with a vintage pushmower and somehow managed to suck up my precious pepito in the contraption. next thing i know i'm holding my poor kitty in my arms wrapped in one of my grandmother's old quilts and telling my mom to get out the phone book and find the nearest vet. oy. i was never so relieved to wake up and know it was just a dream.
tuesday night i apparently went to the psychologist to have some tests run. he came back with the results and told me that i had a life threatening condition with my PERSONALITY. and then he left me hanging. all night long it seemed. i was rather annoyed to wake up and not KNOW what my problem was.
last night in dreamland our cub scout troop was camping out in an abandoned factory building. we discovered it was contaminated with a deadly disease and evacuated immediately. i alone went in to set all the explosives and detonate the entire facility. i am woman, hear me roar. i've felt like i could conquer the world today.
i don't think i could possibly make this stuff up. strange. very very strange.
(oh. and this is yet another image i was supposed to blog back in october. the niece in england wanted to see grandma's new couch. better late than never, right jessica?)
Grandma's new couch looks comfy. :)
Posted by: Lisa Truesdell | November 17, 2011 at 09:17 PM
My fave part is that you were the one designated to go in and set off the bombs, lol. You must have a secret personality disorder we don't know about. At least you aren't dreaming about taming your rake. So funny! I used to remember my dreams like crazy then I got insomnia for real and now take ambien and can't remember my dreams anymore. Bummer.
Posted by: Brianaj | November 17, 2011 at 09:28 PM
Wacky! The first two seem to be about a lack of control or certainty, but the last one seems to indicate that you resolved that! Dreams are so weird sometimes...
Posted by: Jill Sprott | November 19, 2011 at 03:31 AM
There was must be "something" going around! I dreamed the yankees were after me & the Nascar drivers came to my rescue in their racecars! My husband says no more ice cream before bed for me!
Posted by: Ginny | November 19, 2011 at 07:56 AM