Flesh Eating Zombies

Last night I dreamt of flesh eating zombies invading my city.  My sister was the main zombie and was spearheading a zombie attack aimed at devouring my oldest.

Bori

Last night I dreamt I was a bori (daugher-in-law) in a Romani family and everybody had gone away, leaving me with all the responsibilities and chores.  I went upstairs in the house to listen to music and looked out the window to see a large empty valley.  I stood watching the valley and folding the laundry for a very long time as I realized there was no help coming and that I must do all this on my own.

Rajeev and the doors

Last night I dreamt I was at a reunion of some sort at a mountain resort with a swimming pool.  I was late arriving.  I met the brother of an old high school friend there.  I explained to him that I had been trying to make a door.  He took me inside the building where he kept a large frame that he used for making doors, then showed me how to use it.  His dad made doors, he explained.  We sat down on what was either a bunch of floor pillows or a large platform bed, with our backs against the wall behind us and our legs stretched out in front.  There we talked about Buddhism and Hinduism.  After chatting for quite awhile, we got up and walked over to the door frame to check on the progress of my door, and talked about television shows we had seen about Buddhism and Hinduism.  Before saying goodbye, he presented me with a gift for my son - a hose attachment that you filled with dish soap that became a power sprayer for washing the car.

Acorns

Last night I dreamt of walking through a mountain forest.  As I walked along, I noticed the path I was on was covered with acorns.  I gathered as many of these acorns as I could into my arms, stuffing them into my pockets and purse, as well, before continuing on my way.

Friends and Fog and Food

Last night I dreamt that our friend, Dave, was at our house with his trombone, visiting with us about joining our band.  Tony and Nick of our band were there, too, and we were all jamming some fun tunes.  A nice, cool wind had picked up so I went around and opened all the windows to let the cool air in the house.  The cats love to sit in the open windows and were all three perched on the window sills to watch the weather and the birds when one of our cats fell through the window screen.  My youngest daughter went outside to get him and bring him back in as I went around and shut the windows again.

A thick, white fog moved in - so thick you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, so thick you could feel it on your skin and taste it in your mouth.  Our youngest and the cat made it safely back inside and I put some hot tea on - raspberry cream for me and orange zinger for her.  As I turned around sipping my tea, my friend, Jeremy, picked up me under my arms, lifting my feet off the floor, and began to waltz with me around the kitchen.  The table was full of food and surrounded by people - my husband and kids, Tony and Tanya and kids, Nick and his wife and kids, Dave, Jeremy, Heidi, and Amanda were all there, laughing and talking and eating and just having fun in each others' company.  As I looked out the windows, I watched the fog roll away.

Swimming pool

Last night I dreamt of being in a luxury hotel, visiting with somebody.  We made our way to the hotel swimming pool.  As we walked through the doors into the pool area, I found myself unaccompanied in a community swimming pool.  I walked around the edge of the pool until I found myself wading chest deep in the water.  I put out my hand and patted a blind black dog (Labrador mix) that was treading water without moving.  I turned around and held my son, who was very young - maybe 4 or 5 years old - in this dream, as he learned to swim out of my arms.  I watched as he swam away and smiled a wistful, yet proudly happy smile.

Father-in-law and the bear

Last night I dreamt that my husband, my father-in-law and I were in a forest on a mountainside, pushing over dead trees for removal.  In the not too far off distance, we saw a bear.  We kept an eye on it as we went about pushing over the dead trees.  After awhile, my father-in-law announced that if the bear were to start coming our way, he would walk up to greet it while my husband and I safely left the mountain.  He then turned his back and walked off in the direction of the bear.

Grim Reaper

Last night I dreamt of the grim reaper.  It was a actually a disconnected series of dream blips that began with a voice startling me awake by saying, "she died before he returned home."  Then followed flashes of a young woman - maybe early 20s - giggling and bubbly, claiming to be the grim reaper; images of my dearly departed dog, Anna, all emaciated and sick; and repeated messages of, "it's almost time" and "her time is soon."

Building my new house

Last night I dreamt I was building a new house - a tall, open house of glass windows, filled with light and surrounded by a primeval forest.  It was a beautiful house, filled with close family members and friends - mostly new friends, but a few very old friends from my distant past were there, too - helping me to build it.  We were all singing and laughing and just enjoying being together, creating this beautiful place.  I looked out one of the higher windows and saw an old (former) friend trying to get in with a bottle of Akvavit.  I couldn't reach him and he couldn't reach me, yet I kept trying to explain to him through the windows that I couldn't have him come in, bearing meaningless gifts and dirtying up my new house with his negativity and making me feel less than I am.

Ireland

Last night I dreamt I had gone off to Ireland by myself to visit with some new friends (and fellow Urban Voodoo Machine fans).  We spent the night visiting and getting to know each other and enjoying each others' company.  I fell asleep on their sofa and enjoyed a very restful night's sleep.  The next day, Mags and I went for a walk through the country side, along a river.  I'd decided I wanted to walk to Bristol in England (in my dream, it wasn't that far) to meet other friends there.  The weather was clear and warm with blue skies and sunshine.  I thought that it would be nice to have some rain - it is Ireland, after all.  No sooner did I think this than the sky opened up and it began to rain heavily on us.  We kept walking, enjoying the sudden rainstorm.  Then it was time for me to be home.
I found myself at a soccer stadium, eating popcorn and waiting to get in to watch the game.  I was alternately surrounded by former friends and strangers.  There was an air of expected excitement in everybody around me, but all I felt was a desire to be home with my family and to be back in the Ireland rain.

Paulo Coelho and Melpomene

Last night (rather, the night before last) I dreamt of being in Paulo Coelho's house.  He and I were visiting and discussing many things.  He invited me to walk out into his garden with him - he wanted to show me something.  As we walked through his yard, he told me to be careful where I walked.  On either side of the winding path were neat little piles - as if someone had carefully upended a bucket as one would release a jell-o/pudding mold - of dog poop.  He told me that while these piles we passed may look like pretty little markers, I should remember of what they are made and avoid stepping in them.  We reached his garden shed at the back of his yard.  He opened the door to the shed and handed me a photo of young lady - dark haired and very beautiful.  I recognized her immediately as Melpomene, and whispered her name.  He was pleased that I recognized her.  He had mentioned her several times in his books, I said,  and I remembered that he had once mentioned making love to her a very long time ago and that he had called her his first love.  Yes, he said, she was.  And he gave the photo to me as a gift to remember.

Orchestra Shell

Last night I dreamt that I was riding with my husband along a highway when I glanced out the window and saw a clamshell shaped orchestra stage facing the road.  There was no immediate space for an audience, but there were huge speakers pointed out toward the surrounding area and under each interstate bridge so that the sound from the performance carried over a great distance.  As I noticed the concert shell, I saw a group of female musicians filing onstage - I knew about half of them and was pleasantly surprised.  I told my husband what I saw and we starting talking about possibilities with it for our band.  So, we turned around and went to check it out.
By the time we got there, the band had quit playing and left the stage.  It turns out the stage was connected to a large reception hall on the back.  There was a reflecting pool in the front of the stage, and a small amphitheater area for audience seating that was low to the stage and couldn't be seen from the surrounding areas.  My husband found the person to talk to about the stage as a venue for our band as well as about locating the tuba and accordion players we are looking for.  I started visiting with a couple of little girls - one in particular wearing a large, poofy, ornate costume hat decorated with feathers and ribbons and braids.  "It's called a 'bouffant,'" she said.  "It's French."
"It's very pretty," I replied.
We laughed and danced, then I fingered the long, blond braids that trailed from the back of the hat and asked her, "Where did you get all this hair?"
"Well," she began, "Grandma had a beard."
I laughed so hard I had tears streaming down my face.
She looked at me very seriously and asked me, "How long have you been a kid?"
"About 44 years," I told her.
An old lady sitting next to me took a microphone and announced, "People of Sandy City, it is time for you to go to sleep now.  Turn out your lights." And she began to sing a lullaby in her warbly mezzo-soprano voice.
My husband and I left the venue and resumed our journey.  What had seemed like an appealing place to share our music had shown itself to be a means of mass mind control and we wanted no part of that.

Granny's Porch

Last night I dreamt of Granny's porch. It was closed in, but I was remembering first when it was screened and we'd have sleep-overs on it. Then I remembered when it was an open porch (it's always been an open, covered porch) and we'd sit on the railing and jump off the side, trying to avoid the flowers below it.

Lightning house

Last night I dreamt of a large house alone in a large open field. I was watching lightning play across the sky all around it. Suddenly, a bolt of lighting came straight down on the top of the house, striking it dead center, then instantly surrounding the house and shooting out across the land around it, waking me up.

School and laughing in the rain

Last night I dreamt I was in the hallway of my daughter's school, students and teachers milling around. I glanced up in time to see my daughter zoom down an adjacent hall on a teeny, shoe-sized skateboard. I started to tell her to stop when I saw a teacher, Mrs. Daly (not her waking-life teacher), talking to her. She was to be her teacher for next school year. Then I saw her current teacher and noticed they had the same hair cut and color - longish hair, honey weave on top, dark purple underneath.
Then my daughter and I were walking across the parking lot to the van. She, as always, was running ahead. The wind was blowing and rain was beginning to fall. I opened my arms wide, closed my eyes and lifted my face to it all. A gust of wind blew me down, flat on my back. I just laid there, arms still wide and eyes still closed, and laughed. Then stood up and resumed walking to the van.

Short Notice Double Wedding

Last night I dreamt we had gone to a huge mansion for a large gathering. The owner/occupants were extremely wealthy (old money wealthy). The matriarch of the family approached me and asked that I officiate a double wedding - I only remember that 1 of the grooms was a big deal doctor of some sort - that was to held in 30 minutes. I accepted, but inside I was a little anxious at having to pull off two weddings on such short notice. I borrowed a laptop and went off to find a quiet place to try to pull a ceremony together. As I was walking through the kitchen, a large mirrored wall opened up, startling me for a minute until I realized it was a bathroom door. I finally found myself upstairs in a grand hallway with several sitting arrangements and tables where I could work. I sat down and began researching and writing. Suddenly, some children came running through, recklessly. I was worried that they would accidentally break something. The matriarch appeared and the children stopped their roughhousing and went to play somewhere else. Time was running out and I still had the double ceremony to pull together, but the distractions just kept coming.

The Man Under the Bridge

Last night I dreamt that my husband and I were at a fair very much like the Renaissance Faire but more metaphysical in nature. We were sitting on a hillside just chatting with each other when we noticed it was almost time for the fair to close. We decided to hurry back in and see what crystals or incense or whatever we could find that appealed to us. We were looking at some crystal and gemstone jewelry when it was time to go. Then we were in the car. My husband handed me a small sack from the fair. I couldn't remember buying anything, so I looked inside the bag and found the receipt. He had purchased 2 pink barrettes for our youngest - 1 with a big bow, the other with dangly crystal chains.
As the late afternoon turned to evening, our kids were in the car with us. We were driving up a curvy (not dangerous, just curvy) mountain road. As we crossed over a bridge, my son wanted to stop. This is where an old (as in elderly) friend of his lived - under the bridge with his 2 dogs, both Mastiffs (1 yellow/blond, 1 dark brown). As my son was visiting with his friend, I was watching the sky. It was dark now, with just a tiny bit of sunset highlighting the horizon. As I looked deep into the darkest parts of the sky, I watched purple rings that almost resembled the rings of Saturn pulsing. They were stunningly beautiful and calming.
Suddenly I felt a licking on my hand. I looked down and saw that it was the yellow/blond Mastiff. Then I felt a nudge on my other side. It was the dark brown Mastiff saying hello. Then the man, my son's friend, spoke from beside me. (He looked very much like the actor Henry Gibson.) He said, "Watch this. It's very special. You'll see an explosion of light. Don't be scared." Then he pointed to the sky. I looked up and saw a little bright cloud. As I watched it, it grew brighter and brighter until it was so bright that all I could see was the beautiful light. Then it faded back to cloud. I looked at him and smiled, then told him about the purple light rings I'd seen just a moment before. He smiled and said, "Only those who are ready see those lights. You are One."
The man and his dogs returned to their home under the bridge and we got back in the car and continued our drive up the mountain.

Tornado Stalkers

Last night I dreamt I was on a drive with my husband. He was behind the wheel. The weather was dark, gloomy, windy, rainy - a regular spring storm. Directly ahead of us were two small (barely cat 1) tornadoes dancing on the road. My husband was a little excited, I was anxious. He drove directly into and through them. This upset the tornadoes and they began following us everywhere we went. They never attacked us, 'though. They just stalked us.

Primus

Last night I dreamt my husband and I were seeing Primus play in an old, worn-out movie theater. I awoke with refrains of Gogol Bordello's "Your Country" playing in my head.

Presentation, party & Salt Lake eggs

Last night I dreamt I was attending a performance of some sort. I had to run out to the van to get something before it started. The pre-show announcements had begun when I came back into the auditorium. As the door closed behind me, I heard, "...and a very special presentation to (my full name) from (name of high school classmate who is now a highly respected University professor of music) to thank her for all her advice and support." Suddenly a spotlight was on me as I walked up to the stage where I was presented with a colorful bouquet of flowers. I made my way back to my seat amidst loud applause. That friend was standing there, smiling. I gave him a big hug and told him thank you. His mom was there, beaming. She said, "I wish you had never quit seeing each other."
Then I was off to an after-party. It was being held in an old mountain-top mansion. It was dark and raining. I called the house from the front gate and was met by a very good, lifelong friend. The party, it seems, was being held in my honor. I drove through the gate and started up the drive.
Next I was at the Great Salt Lake. It was day. I was alone. It was a beautiful day with blue skies and fluffy clouds. I was wishing I had a camera with me. Then I was on a bike, riding through the sand, working my way back to my van. I looked down and noticed eggs in the sand (some sort of turtle eggs?) - a pile of eggs with 1 lone egg a little distance off from the pile. The eggs were all over the beach that way. There was a scientist studying them. She and I started visiting and I pointed out the odd way the eggs were laid. She said they'd noticed that, too. One of us joked about it being a sort of insurance policy - the animal version of "heir and a spare." We visited with each other all the way back to my van where we said goodbye and I drove off, turning right into the flow of traffic.

Writer of Dreams

Last night I dreamt that I wrote dreams and room designs then printed them on rose petals. And Parthos was a writer.

Leave-In Conditioner

Last night I dreamt that my husband and I were arguing over the leave-in conditioner I use on my hair. I kept telling him what I use was recommended to me by my hair-stylist. He insisted his way (which I don't remember) is better. I was really upset that he dismissed my choice and had me second-guessing it.

Cruise and deteriorating part of town

Last night I dreamt I was alone on a cruise. The ship had docked in a tourist city. I met a man there who was showing me around. He bought a slice of pizza and a plate of onions cooked like tagliatelle from a street vendor for us to share as he told me about the town. Then I was back aboard the ship. I was walking through the different restaurants and lounges looking for a place to smoke (note: I don't smoke in my waking life at all). I had shots of ice cold vodka served in tall, delicate glasses. I finally found a lounge with ashtrays on the tables, so I sat down to smoke. Just as I was about to light my cigarette, the wait staff gathered around the table and informed me in no uncertain terms that smoking was strictly prohibited there - the ashtrays were just for appearance. Then the cruise ended and I was back home with my husband, telling him how much I had missed him, I was miserable without him and was so glad to back home with him.
Then I was alone again in an old, deteriorating building in the city at night. I was exploring the building, carefully climbing the rickety stairs and wandering the rotting halls, crawling through tight passages and peering into the dark rooms. I met a darkly creepy man (sort of like Tom Waits in "The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus", only darker and creepier) who scared me, so I turned around and quickly made my way back to the ground floor where my friends' boutique was located. I watched as a red haired girl and her sister were trying on dresses. The girl tried on and was modeling a gorgeous sparkly mocha, gold and apricot gown with a starched lace Elizabethan collar - high in the back, low in the front. It need altering because it was too large for her, but the style and the color made the girl glow. Suddenly, the man I met upstairs was there, smiling at me. I turned away from him and gave the package I had been carrying to my friends who owned the boutique and left.
It was dark outside, and drizzly. As I was stepping into my van, I heard a voice say, "It's okay. We can use her headlights." I looked back and saw Aretha Franklin and Quentin Tarantino on mopeds. Tarantino was eating a donut. I started the van and drove off. They rode behind me for awhile. I realized, then, that I was in the Democrat part of town and need to get out of there fast. I made a sharp left turn across traffic onto a side street. I passed an open theater on the left that was all lit up with a live performance. On the right was a luxury swimming pool with a large, long bearclaw-foot tub filled with steaming water for solo soaks in "soup." My heart was racing with anxiety as I looked ahead of me and noticed a traffic light about to turn red. I did not want to stop there.

Hair extension pieces

Last night I dreamt that I had a selection of hair pieces - little curly extensions in various lengths that I could clip into my real hair. I was discussing them with my kids while trying to decide which length I wanted to wear.

Smart car

Last night I dreamt I was a driving a very small car (very much like the Smart Car)that several of my peers wanted me to buy. It was so small inside that I had to sit hunched forward, with my head down and my shoulders pressing against the roof, with my knees up around my chin in order to drive. Everybody kept telling me how perfect the car was and how much I'd love it. But I hated it. It was very uncomfortable. It didn't fit at all.

Walking home

Last night I dreamt I awoke laying in a giant inner tube on the sidewalk a few houses down from where I live. I was enjoying the morning sun on my face and the soft breeze across my body as I was waking. I decided, finally, to get up and walk home. Once I made it out of the tube and started walking towards my house, I raised my face to the sun to listen to the birds sing. When I looked back to where I was headed, I realized I had walked the wrong direction, so I turned around. I saw my house off in the distance, shrugged my shoulders and started walking towards it. Again I was distracted by the beauty of the morning, the spring flowering fruit trees I walked under, the birds singing and flying above my head, the daffodils and tulips and other spring flowers. When I looked where I was heading, I discovered I'd walked the wrong direction again. I turned and looked all around me to reorient myself and found myself in a rather industrial, high traffic area. I realized that I had to make it across traffic to get to the sidewalk that ran down the median between two highly trafficked, multi-lane roads. I took a deep breath ... and crossed.

Charity Garbage Clean-up

Last night I dreamt my family and I were part of a charity group involved in garbage collection and city clean-up, cleaning up an entire small town on the verge of ruin.

Freedom fighter, Liam Neeson and a kick line

Last night I dreamt we were in a South American country (Brazil, maybe?) in the midst of a civil war. My husband and I were there as freedom fighters. We were in a meeting room with a long table. Liam Neeson was there explaining that he had given up acting (his accent changed to a thick Latin/Spanish/Brazilian accent) and was in study to prepare for channeling the artist, (here he gave a long, multi-hyphenated name that I can't remember). Then I was in a rehearsal hall preparing to rehearse a kick-line choreography. I was positioned next to a very tall local actor. I kept trying to tell them I couldn't do this dance with my foot, but they wouldn't listen and insisted that I do it anyway. The dance number was to the song, "Don't Rain on My Parade", particularly the line, "I'll march my band out! I'll beat my drum!"

Hotel bathroom

Last night I dreamt we had gone for a family vacation/road trip. We decided to stop in a small town for the night. We found a nice hotel and checked in. The kids ran ahead to our adjoining rooms and were staking claim to who would get which bed while my husband and I finished checking in at the desk. As the clerk handed us the keys to our rooms, he informed us that they would not allow our cats to stay in the rooms. We offered to pay a pet deposit, but the hotel would not budge on the issue. So we asked for our $200 back and went to collect the kids. I stopped to use the bathroom. As I was finishing up, the stall door kept swinging open exposing me to a bar full of people. The more I tried to hold the door shut, the more it would swing open and the more the people could see me.

House

Last night I dreamt of walking through a large house with the intent of possibly buying it. The exterior of the house was very unassuming in a very modest neighborhood but when you walked it changed to something else entirely. It was a 3 level house with about 3000-sq ft per floor. It had a large entry way that opened into a great room with a large free standing fireplace that could be enjoyed from all sides. This room in turn opened into a large family room, dining area and huge gourmet kitchen - professional refrigerator, double gas stove/oven and three side-by-side dishwashers - with lots of counters and cupboards. There were 5 bedrooms on this level, too, as well a jetted tub. (I don't remember seeing bathrooms. Odd.) The carpet throughout was a dark coffee brown. The upstairs level was still under construction, but the carpet was laid and rooms were framed and walled in. Up there was to be a library, office, and 6 more bedrooms. The basement was unfinished, but could include rehearsal space and a recording studio as well as another family room, storage, and a skating rink. The people selling the house were asking $40,000 below list price, which put the house at $250,000.
I showed the house to my parents. They were polite, but not impressed and gave the impression they'd speak deprecatingly of it when they were not with me.

Porcelain chairs & band photos

Last night I dreamt I was decorating a restaurant/boutique. The walls were painted in suede-like jewel tones of ruby, lapis, emerald and citrine. I was using a Swiffer cloth to sand chairs made of porcelain, and preparing photos of hair metal rock bands to be hung on the wall. I pointed to one of the mid-1980s band Cinderella and told the other people in the room that I had a little crush on the lead singer a long time ago but now I'm indifferent to him.

Flapjacks and Pancakes

Last night I dreamt that I was living in the mountains of the Pacific Northwest. I was getting ready for my cousin's wedding, where they were serving flapjacks. Before I left, I made pancakes for my kids. We had a big discussion about how flapjacks and pancakes are just different names for the same thing.

Jeff Buckley's version of "Hallelujah" was still playing in my head when I woke up.

Naked crochet

Last night I dreamt I was crocheting in my room. It was a beautiful day outside and suddenly I was overcome with the desire to crochet outside in the nude. I kept trying to find a place in the yard that was private enough that I could ... but I couldn't.

Supervillain

Last night I dreamt of a supervillain who tortured people to death. A man was brought before him whose eyelids and had been ripped off and his eyes sewn shut and his lips ripped off and his mouth sewn shut. The supervillain sewed his nose shut just to watch him suffocate. The supervillain had to kill certain people by a certain time in order to live. My husband fought him and hogtied him. When the clock struck, the supervillain's tongue began to swell until he choked on it.

Save the drowning baby

Last night I dreamt I was sitting on the deck of a house (my house?) on the river. I looked upstream and saw a family enjoying a picnic in their backyard. As I watched, a baby crawled to edge of the river and fell in. Its family gathered around and watched, but did nothing to save it. I jumped in the river and made it upstream and grabbed the baby, gasping for breath but alive. The family got mad at me for saving the baby. The father of the family grabbed the baby from my arms and threw it back into the river, telling me that it is supposed to look like an accident and that the baby was supposed to drown. Again, I saved the baby, but this time I ran with it. As I ran, I screamed for other neighbors to call the police. I ran through neighbors houses, trying to escape the angry father who wanted to drown this little baby, closing doors behind me. Some of these houses were so full of clutter and garbage and mess that it made for a difficult escape. The man chasing me was yelling, "kidnapper! Stop her! She has my baby!" I kept trying to explain as I ran, that he was trying to kill the baby and that somebody has to stop him.
As the dream continued, the song "Amari Szi Amari" by Csokolom was playing in the background.

Mushroom stilts, bicycles & Auto Dropouts

Last night I dreamt of a city of houses built on stilts of mushroom spores, of riding bicycles along tightrope wires, and recording songs with Jesper of The Auto Dropouts.

Tower

Last night I dreamt of the Tower, an actualization of the Tarot card. My children and their friends were playing on the top of the tower, not knowing that it was about to collapse in firey destruction.

Swiss Gypsy and Firewater

Last night I dreamt that my husband and I had traveled to Switzerland to research his ancestry. There we confirmed that he is, indeed, gypsy.

Next we were at an industrial strip mall in what felt like Mexico. There was a storefront with a sign over the door that read, "Firewater." We saw a man who looked like Tod A (of the band Firewater) walk through the door. Assuming it was a bar that he owned, we followed him inside. There was a bench that went all around the perimeter of the room inside, and rows of wooden chairs and pews facing a sort of low stage. Firewater's "The Song That Saved My Life" was being played on stage (and ran throughout the dream, following me into my waking time). As I looked around, I noticed this was a Hindu place of worship and the people were moving beautifully through a series of mudras. Although I was still an observer, I felt a sense of calm and smiled.

Plane, gym, storm

Last night I dreamt I was on a plane coming home from somewhere (Europe?). Johnny Depp and some other actors were sitting near the bathroom. The plane taxied to a nearby grocery store before taking off, allowing passengers the opportunity to get some snacks and stuff before the flight. I used the store's bathroom, then bought some snacks - banana, trail mix, honey - for the flight. My friend Heidi had a gooey cookie that was as delicious as it looked. I was trying to find one, too, but ran out of time before the plane was ready to go.

Then I was in a neighborhood gym - one of those that are county owned recreation centers - swimming and reading. My two youngest kids and their friends were playing and swimming, too. We were checking out the facilities and amenities before actually joining. I looked at the cost for membership - it was $600 per month for the family, but the membership was good at any county owned center. I was telling my husband about it when I noticed a very sick little boy hiding behind some equipment. It was time for his chemotherapy, but he didn't want it. It caused him a lot of pain. He wouldn't/couldn't talk. I got down on the floor with him and held him in my arms and sang to him while my husband administered the chemotherapy through an i.v. This all took place in an area on the other side of the garage from my house. A huge storm had blown in with very violent winds. My 2 youngest kids were asleep in the house, but I wanted to go check on them. When I opened the door to go over to the house, hurricane force winds blew in. The wind had destroyed the garage door. I managed to get the door shut and started crying to my husband about what I'd found. I was terrified - my kids were on the other side and I couldn't get to them! He assured me that everything would be alright, the kids were sleeping soundly and would be safe, and we'd call the garage repairman in the morning. Besides, a new garage door would improve our chances of selling the house. I went back to the sick little boy and held him some more - he was almost asleep and his i.v. was almost finished. I was hoping the storm would let up so I could get through the garage and to my kids in the house on the other side. I was really hoping that my husband was right and they were sleeping soundly through the storm.

Spice and No Blood to Spare

Last night I dreamt I was riding in the car with my husband. I was smoking spice (I don't smoke in the waking world). I put it out when we pulled into the garage. When I walked into the house, it was a dance studio. The band No Blood to Spare were sitting in a circle with the belly dancers that perform with them on occasion. I sat down and we started rehearsing and discussing songs.

McD, NYC, & London map

Last night I dreamt my two youngest kids and I were in a McDonald's in what felt like New York City. It was busy and hectic and we each had special order food. After the chaos of eating, we walked out into the night to find our car. I was trying to read a map of the London underground on my ipod without much success. Some police officers overheard me and left a folded up map of London on top of my car for me to find.

Laundry

Last night I dreamt of sorting special care laundry - particularly the hand wash from the dry clean only garments. Some of the dry clean only clothes had been hand washed and were hanging wet in the bathroom. I was concerned that I might not be able to save the garments that had been improperly cleaned.

Desert Highway

Last night I dreamt I had parked my car on the side of a desert highway. I had crossed the road and was walking towards the restaurant on the other side. The maitre d' met me en route and presented me with a covered dish. Then he was gone. I tasted the food - Chinese food - and it was awful. I started walking back to the restaurant to return it when a parade of vehicles drove slowly past. It was a convoy for a professional wrestler who looked like the actor Mickey Rourke in a WWI era pilot hat. The announcer in the first vehicle proclaimed, "This ... is ... HE MAN!" as he drove by. Several cars creeped past with the Mickey Rourke-ish character in the middle. He waved and smiled with pomp. I placed my hand on my heart and lowered my eyes respectfully, as if I were seeing a funeral procession, as they passed by. Once they had moved on, I set my plate of uneaten food on the ground, covered it with a linen table cloth and crossed the road back to my car.

Denver double date

Last night I dreamt I was riding in a car with my husband. I leaned forward and told him he should take me out to dinner and a movie ... in Denver. Then my cousin was in the car with us. He thought it was a great idea, since he used to live there. So we agreed to double date (cousin and his wife, my husband and me) to Denver. Then we were off and driving. We stopped at a rest stop halfway there. We went into the bathrooms and found several family reunions and parties going on - long tables, lots of people, lots of food. I kept trying to tell everybody that food doesn't belong in the bathroom. Either nobody could hear me or nobody chose to listen. Finally we were at the hotel for the night, but it kept changing between being a really nice hotel and being a dirty questionable roadside motel.

My house

Last night I dreamt of my house, only it was bigger and nicer. I was busily and happily cleaning and redecorating it until it glowed with a golden light. It felt new.

Unable to communicate

Last night I dreamt I was attending a theatrical production. It wasn't a very good show, but I wanted to support my friends who were in it. I was trying to text and email them good luck wishes for their performances, but the emails and texts wouldn't go through. They came to me during the show and told me that they, too, had tried to email and text but it wouldn't go through for them, either.

Wedding paper towels

Last night I dreamt that we were getting married in the local church on the corner. The ceremony took place in the women's meeting room. An older man kept going around introducing himself as my father-in-law's best man. After the ceremony, we went into the church's recreational hall/gymnasium for the reception. When we walked in, we noticed there were no plates, no cups, no napkins, etc. People were drinking tap water in mismatched glasses from the kitchen and eating stale white cake on brown paper toweling.

Europe Carnival Booth & Death Debate

Last night I dreamt we went to Europe, but it was a series of carnival booths. Standing in line for food, we were discussing the art we'd seen. My husband held that Death (part of The Last Judgement) was it's own thing while I argued that it was part of a bigger picture.