a house

I was in a store with my exbf michael. I owed him some money or something. It was uncomfortable to be around him. He didn't want to be around me and didn't like me. He was picking out something I could buy him to replace the money I owed him. He was looking at a watch and then this special golfing glove. I only owed him about 20 and this would all cost 45 to 50. I wanted to say no due to the price, but then I felt cheap.

Then I am in a place and moving and packing. I was stuffing foam and bubble wrap in a bag to throw away, but then decided I might need it for packing. Then a friend stopped by (he is in Hamburg, but was living in portland). He was asking what was up and I told him moving. He had his computer and I think wanted to use my internet. I just wanted to get on with packing...
Then in this same house, I worked there. I would let these old ladies in for seminar type things. There were also children playing in the backyard. They ladies would come in and sit around the couch. I ordered catering and this horrible food came. It was all kind of blah and brown and white. I helped one old lady sit down and she scolded me for not helping her in the door last time. She said you just opened the door and left. I apologized, but also remembered it was a day when the phones were ringing off the hook. Someone else backed me on my story.

Then I was having a garage sale of sorts. First I was going through my closet and realized I had a lot of clothes I had forgot about and not even worn. One was a kelly green dress with black ribbon accents, the a yellow and white dress that was kind of fluffy and cute, and on and on... all seeming from the 50s or 40s, but new (anthropologie like)... I was kind of excited, like finding treasures. Then we were also selling things. Kind of having an indoor garage sale, but then later it felt like just moving stuff out of the house to clean or paint. People were walking through the house and this guy (looked like colin firth, but was dressed kind of young artsy). I saw him and thought he was cute, but I knew we were not each other's types. Not sure why I thought this. Maybe a gut reaction because if he was cute, it would be better if I thought we were not each other's types to save me the trouble of getting rejected. He walked through the house, finding nothing interesting and then left. I continued putting things out on the front lawn with my dad (who in my dream was homer simpson). Then Colin came walking back on his way back. He looked right to my eyes and tried to make eye contact and I looked away and then back up and then away. I walked in the house. The attention was too much for me to know what to do with. I started packing up other things and two boys (family friends or neighbor boys) came running in. He asked us to ask you if you would like to go to dinner. I was so excited and happy as well as making fun that he didn't ask me himself. Then I wrote on a paper yes. For some reason I couldn't write well, but I didn't care. So then we are together, this Colin person and I. We are happy, kissing, driving around and so on. At one point I'm driving this odd car and something happens, he is leaning to one side making it tilt or?? but the car gets dented up and I'm not happy about it.

Then I'm in a class, lots of people . art type class. We all really like each other and enjoy the class. We are supposed to take a test, and I am excited to take it. But everyone has a test but me. I find the instructor and they ask around for one, but can't find one. There is a huge copy machine and Im thinking.. can't you just copy someone else's test? But I figure she has a reason and her own solution, so let her wonder around and think of one. She finally decides that I should do the test with someone. She tells the story and asks who can take the test with me (mind you in this classroom, there are no desks, no chairs. Half the room is supplies, easels, large counter, piles of paper and so on... the rest, we are all sitting on the floor.  She is still asking around to people if someone could share a test with me. In the mean time I see this native american type girl that is also a teacher. I see Pattumma (my brother's wife) and she is the one that gave Pattumma a test and is getting her a job. She passed (she recently took a test). Then the first lady is talking to some immagrants from? they are black but speak some type of island language. They are telling a story.. showing the birth of a baby and then the little girl continues the story. She starts talking in a strong, very low voiced new zealand accent on how she was ugly and always wanted to commit suicide because she didn't fit in, she wasn't pretty and so on... then the mother is trying to tell the story but her in native language, she is crying because she is so happy about her daughter.. she was in a disco and found music.. and it made her daughter so happy she was dancing adn dancing and pretty didn't matter anymore.. and it was silly to want to die when she could have this

houses

First I was walking along a construction site. It was in the street, but I was part of the project somehow. I was walking over some boards in business attire. I knew the workers somewhat and I was on my way to do or look for something. It was night... people were waiting for me. I was then walking to a holiday house. An old friend of mine was going with me. The house was rented to someone else, but we wanted to use the jacuzzi before they came. We were too late. We arrived and they arrived soon after. We apologized, but they were fine with us. Then someone delivered a musical instrument to the house. My mom had it and said.. I wonder why she (my grandma) gave it to ??? So my mom was fixing it up. It was a box andwhen you lift the lid, the instrument's back was the lid top. It looked like a cross between a ukulele and a violin. You played the instrument with a bow, but by strumming or hitting the strings with it as well as your fingers. She was also sorting out some pie. Part cherry pie with a perfect crust and part?? I helped her because I wanted to make sure none of the other dessert got on the crust. It was just too perfect and pretty. Then I was upstairs in a house. A guy friend of mine from Argentina was there. He had a headset on and had an appointment with a client. He was some sort of consultant/counselor. He was in his underwear, being sweet but also letting me know I had to be quiet due to the appointment.  A boy came in and told us something. He was a little brother of sorts. He said the tea was ready or something. So I went into the other room and an older smart looking woman came in delivering our tea. She didn't feel like a servant, but she was serving. Then I moved a teabag in one cup, so that a cat could drink the tea.

Indian man, new apartment

From yesterday


I dreamt I was in a cab. I had just paid the man but then dropped a pendant in the back seat. I was reaching down for it and in the mean time found lots of change and kept handing it to the man feeling like.. aren't you excited? look at all this money you didn't know you had.... He thought it was odd I was taking the time to do this. Then I left the cab and I was in a house laying on a couch covered with a blanket half awake. In the dream I was thought I was feeling the back of the couch against my legs and back but I was half-wishing it was this Indian man behind me. Then it was and I wasn't wishing it so much anymore. Kind of a 'careful of what you wish for' feeling. He was behind me adn being sweet and cuddly, but I wanted to get away, but had to be nice back. His son, a teen of about 17, came in and was talking. I guess this man and I were in a relationship. Something about it felt secure, nice, I had nothing to worry about whatsoever. But it felt like I gave up my heart and self for a feeling of security. I was clothes-less at one point and I felt the guy I was really excited about was about to walk through the door. I wanted to do anything I could to detach myself from the current situation to be with him. I didn't care if we were poor, or in a disaster, I just wanted to be with him. 


I dreamt a friend of mine's twins. the girl, who is only two.. knew how to tell jokes and be witty...


I dreamt about a friend of mine in Denmark. I got a job there and he said, sorry.. I have a girlfriend. I didn't care either way and didn't know why he thought I did. I just said.. well good for you....


Then the dream went to me getting an apartment. I was in a new place and wasn't sure of my finances at the moment, so I got a very cheap place. The walls were all unfinished. They were like brown paper with a bunch of nails or tack points sticking out from the walls. The floors were somewhat wooden but in other places like the walls with tacks or nails poking out. I was thinking, I need to get my money back.. this place is in shambles... but then the floor was smooth wood again and the walls didn't bother me so much. And the place was really huge and a great layout. I started dancing all over the floor in a full skirt that swung around when I would spin while ghost dancing with someone. I was thinking I should really have a party before I get furniture. It felt so open and nice. Then I walked into the next room and it was huge and beautiful. Dark wood doors and moldings, wood floors, large built in closet and two bathrooms. Then I had a roommate and realized penny was my roommate while I was in the first room and Kirsten was my roommate when I was in the second.

bits and pieces

This was actually two nights ago...

Event at a place. I was running it sort of.

Someone mentioned too the cleaning lady that she wasn't so grumpy. And she said that she is grumpy during the week but not on the weekend

Girl from class was the ? model at the event. She put on glittery powder all over to get ready.

repeating the dream

Night before:
I dreamt the other night that something was coming to end the world. Like we knew we were going to die, it was only time..... A friend of mine was going on a special mission.... he thought ... to try out an ?? antidote...like something that would keep us alive. I went up to him and his wife, she was giving him snacks. He was going to fly out in this black ball thing. And I said.. you know.. this isn't an antidote, they are giving you a drug to see if it will help you die easier without pain.... He just looked at me like... don't tell me this!  My brother was there too.. not sure of his role.

Tonight
I dreamt I saw an old bf from hmm little under 20 years ago. But we were good friends. We were walking and talking in a park in Portland. It was nice to see him etc.. but then he was wanting to be physical. He is married. It made me feel like then he had no respect for me... or his wife and so I wanted him to go. Then I was walking with my brother and just started to tell him the dream I had in the previous post, but then I saw my friends Kirk and Hong who were in the dream too... so I waved them over and was telling him the dream. I said the antidote funny by accident (with a southern accent almost) and then corrected myself. His friend said no harm in funny pronunciations... then I continued telling the dream and Kirk, again was upset hearing it.  

tiny doors

 there was a part before this, I think it involved getting from one place to another by car or?? A blond friend of mine that lives in Australia (but Dutch) was in it... helping me or asking me to go with him? I just remember his curly blond longish hair. ;)

I'm with some coworkers. We are on the way to a ? convention or the airport or something and we end up driving through this old apartment complex. I said.. Oh I know where we are! It was a place I had lived before. I saw lots of men outside walking their little dogs. I was telling my coworkers all about the place saying how it is one of the few places that are pet friendly, one of the men heard me and said.. "ooooh... isn't it greeeat??? I just looove this place."  I smiled and agreed, but then was telling my coworkers how nice the place used to be. It was beautiful. It was built by the architect to be part of the area, which before was an evergreen forest. There were trees all through it, wetlands around it and so on. Everything used to be lush and green and the apartments were short and tall towers to have the feel of the trees. It was so sad to see that it hadn't been taken care of by the right people. I also told them about this trail a friend of mine and I used to take (which was actually a memory from another dream).  Then at some point I got out and went through an opening and I was in this other house... that I used to live in. It was a mansion type house (side note:  It is interesting for me.. I have my highschool, my house I grew up in and this mansion house in my dreams often... all places I felt uncomfortable or restricted) ... anyhoo....
so I go in this house and there is a party that is about to happen, it feels like people are preparing etc. It is more of a summer bbq that feels like a bridal shower, than a party party. I live there too... and we are also moving. I'm trying to sort my things but the people coming in and saying hello and hugs are making it so I can't get it done. I go in the dining room and close the door.. partly for quiet and partly so the people coming in don't get the white carpet dirty... so we don't have to clean it again before the move. I go back to packing my things.. a couple of people come in.. nice ones.. checking on me. I see one of the roommates of the house. She is? a bit of a frazzled person, addictive type, always seems out of it, a little dim, gets with the wrong guys and so on. She is getting her stuff together too. She wants me to see something in her room and I tell her in a minute. Another friend goes with her.  I am looking really quick for some photo that I wanted to give her. It would mean something to her, a handy parting gift.. and it meant nothing to me. I think I find it.. or not. I go upstairs... I look at the bathrooms for some reason. There are three large bathrooms. One is just a giant room with a shower head and a bench and sink etc. The other has a huge jacuzzi tub .. anyhoo, they are all nice and big and made me think.. why would they do this and have them all so close together?  So I go to her room. The door is tiny. Like you would have to lay on your side.. and wiggle in to get through it tiny. I tell her.. you know.. I just can't go through one more of those doors today. I'm tired, and it is exhausting. Just thinking about it now makes me feel tired and constricted and claustrophobic. A lot of work to get somewhere I don't want to be. She is rambling on half out of it ... about her packing, getting things done.. and then she said.. Oh I wanted to ask you.... and she walked over to some colored glass tiles that were on the wall (projecting from the wall, not cemented to it). She had taken some off for herself and put them around her neck. She said.. I was thinking... like when I wanted to go to the clubs and there is a long line... I could use these to get in. Do you think it would work? Like instead of money?   .... I looked at her  and thought.. just humor her. I said .. maybe.. but really, you just need to go to the front of the line and flirt (she was really pretty), a friend of mine did this in ny all the time and she got in....

comic movie and sandra bullock

So I'm in a room with these two guys and one is the creator of some ?film or comic book. He is needing help drawing large versions of his characters because the local mall is going to have them in the middle 'aisle' on the floor, He has this big big guy in there doing the drawings. He looks kind of lacking in the brain department, but he ends up turning out great drawings and fast. The only problem is that he drew the duck character with the fuzzy hat with a load full of machine guns and he did the same with the other characters. The other guy is so stressed the he is checked out and he just says it will be fine. The big guy is walking over and I look at the author fella and he has a big squish of mucas on his face... I'm not sure what to tell him, but just as I might, the big guy comes over and he has a comic book version of a really fat yellow with brown spots slug (so of course it is cute with big eyes and eyelashes) on his face in the same spot. So I tell him he has something on his face instead.. which in turn he tells the other guy that he has something on his face and I'm freed of the responsibility. We go outside and the author says...ok.. we're meeting at Q bar. I'm racking my brain... one, didn't know we were going to go out, and two where is Q bar/grill/??  Then it came to me... oh yeah.. that place.... over there... so I got in my car ...

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I was in Sandra Bullock's apartment. I may have just woken up and was there for some reason. She had a roommate, David Carradine. Sandra was very full of energy and a little all over the place (which I learned in my dream was normal). It kind of made it hard to communicate with her, although you did know some communication was happening, even if you didn't get the eye contact and her mind was on 500 things at the same time. I had on a bathrobe and some platform flip flops and she wanted to do karate. She was bouncing up and down landing in different poses, high on coffee... I was groggy, stumbling in my platforms and getting my legs tangled in my robe and said 'ok.'   I tried and I said.."I just need to take these flip flops off.. I think they are hindering my movement." Then I looked over at her feet and she had flip flops on... although not as platformy. I blocked a move, but she was moving so fast I just decided the 'on fire' technique was best so I stopped dropped and rolled. I was all wrapped up in my robe now up against the side of the sofa and was having a hard time getting up. She had moved on to something else and was in the kitchen with David. He was in a robe like me. He was calmly cooking breakfast and talking nicely to me as if Sandra wasn't there. He was talking about how active (in the head) she is and so on and that you really had to focus to talk to her. Sandra's head was completely in the cupboard andb was scramling for these little white things and rambling on about something to see. She threw on out on the counter. It looked like a plastic ? well a white tiny flat plastic rectangle a little wider than a thumb. There was sharpi markings on it and they were titles of a movie or something. So I guess they were litte dvd type things. I was trying to read them and was saying .. sure.. I could watch while having a conversation to them about Kung Fu and did they used to watch it as kids. Sandra was saying.... oh that was probably too new for us (inferring that they were older and were into different things).. I said.. nooooooo I know you have seen it .. it has that guy in it... Daniel? David?  Carradine?? (in my dream David wasn't David).  Although he looked and smiled...

hot air balloon and long dining table...

First I was with an Italian friend of mine. There was a hot air balloon and we needed to use it for some reason. My friend was not very happy about this because he either didn't like the fire contraption in the balloon, or heights ... or both.We both got in and made sure everything was secure and then went up... if I'm remembering right, it was very nice.

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Fell back asleep. I was arriving at a friend's house (but at the same time it was a French friend of mine's family's house)... So I met the brother's ... who were initially my French friend's brothers and I was in awe of how lack luster and untalented they were in comparison to their brother, but then they turned into my friend's brothers and sister and they were intelligent and caring. I was looking around my friend's home (who is Dutch ...I just need to throw in a Polish person and we have a joke). It was very "Dutch," well.. as far as the furniture went. Very clean lines, light wood and so on. He had a kitchen that took up one full wall of the main living area with windows all around. I guess imagine a large just off being square room. There were windows along every wall, one wall was kitchen with a large table or island in front of it and pots and things hanging from the ceiling.. the far left part of that wall was for a little nook that stuck out a bit from the off-square, then he seemed to have lots of chairs. About 20 were stacked up on top of a table. They were a blond wood and matched a looooong skinny table at the right end of the kitchen that ran along the wall perpendicular to it. It was only wide enough to have maybe two plates across... but not too large of plates. Most likely people would have had to have sat zigzagged down the table and no serving platters allowed. There was a fire place just down from the end of the table making it to the corner of the next wall of the off-square.. (making that the front of the house.. with maybe a couch etc.... and a rug... and a porch....

The brothers and sisters came right down to talking to me while their brother (now my Dutch friend) cooked. They pointed out the window past the dining table... see over there?  Yes... I saw many people milling about... maybe 2-3 guys.. the rest were women. They said.... we are worried about him (Dutch friend)... he spends a lot of nights drinking and it is because of those two mainly... and they pointed to two red headed women. One actually looked like trouble, but the kind you could avoid because it was blatant... the other was an innocent beautiful, but she had something powerful about her... they said that was the main one that was causing their worrying. She had a hook on him and was keeping him from himself..  I decided to get away from the gossip.. there wasn't anything I could do about it and thought I should probably keep my nose out. I had my little dog (I used to have) with me.. we were walking along the water behind his house (he lived on the ocean/sea/?), we walked past the docks/boats and then there was one place that still had a little sandy beach left (the tide was in). I was excited to take my dog (Sophie) down to the water ... she ran and jumped in immediately. It was really deep and clear right there...I saw her swimming so felt ok... but then I saw her sink... I ran to go dive in, but then she turned and looked right at me.. kind of floating mid-water almost saying... I'm ok... just wait... I'll float back up to the top in time.

hill of lights and driving

First... I woke up saying... "thanks new skin stuff"... hmm

My last dream, I about to drive a small truck home in the snow. It was evening and I was near the outskirts of a town. A place maybe where they had started building homes in the 80s for a new suburb that didn't quite take off and they were now just starting to prep for building again. I was driving down where they had new streets, curbs and street lamps, but the rest of it was yellow grass and frozen dirt. I tried the truck... it started and then sputtered and died. I thought maybe I just didn't do it right, tried again, this time it didn't even turn over... tried again while it was rolling and it started (thank god... nothing like being stuck in the middle of the road at night in an empty neighborhood). I was driving along and now I might be getting sections mixed. I stopped at this ?? outdoor/indoor cement warehouse thing. There were two women there and I guess I had come to volunteer. They were moving precious rocks. Either someone died or they found them?? and they were going to sell them to raise money for their nonprofit. Some of the rocks/stones where a deep emerald green, another looked like lemon meringue pie... (then it ended up being lemon meringue pie)...

Then at some point I was in the truck again, I was driving around the empty neighborhood and then up a hill and then... aaaaah.. it was really pretty... all of these pretty homes with pretty lights. At first there were some trailers, an empty lot, a poorly built home... couple more empty lots but then as you went up the hill you saw the neighborhood that was initially intended. In my dream some guy that owned most of the property liked me and wanted me to buy there. I thought it was funny that I would be buying a home here... my friend Matt "loved" it and I had wanted to live where he bought.. but you just never know...

rabbit tv

If I didn't own a tv, I would say that I'm sure I saw this on television. I dreamt about people and their pets. There was a rabbit and it was soft and cuddly and wanted to be with its owner. Then it was showing other less interested pets (but I would say a rabbit is that way)...  So.. anyhoo.. was a cute rabbit and could swear that I saw it on a television program...

Then another dream where I was locked in a bathroom. I couldn't get away because every time I would struggle, I would fall asleep. Then I remember screaming to get someone's attention... and they were screaming wondering where I was...

Mary and Mr. Grant

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There is a bit of dream before this, but at one point I'm living in a house with these people. Either that or I am watching these people's children.  Someone is out of the house (that sometimes feels like a large boat) getting some food. Then I'm in a shower. A large shower that is the size of a small room. I'm looking for my shampoo (several people live here, so everyone has there own shampoo stashed in there). I see that my shampoo has been moved and used.. I'm a little not happy and I know who used it. I'm in there with a young blond girl and Ed Asner (Mr. Grant). In the dream this is just normal, not weird. I'm facing the shower head, just because I'm shy in general and we all chat. Then it is like I can see through the wall. I see Mary sitting on a bench and then a blond girl (who is her daughter? or ..) and then another woman that is me and not me. She is telling Mary that she will die soon. I cringe while watching because it wasn't put too softly... but everyone seems to be taking it ok. It is almost as if the blond girl came to tell her this news, but is just the messenger. Like she is going to be her little tour guide out.

chubby man

I had a dream last night (during an accidental nap) that I was dating this larger fella that I met in a Kolsch bar a few weeks back. I don't mean to be mean in his description, but just so you get a feel.. he was round, bald, and he was the kind of heavy where the back of the head melds into the back (as in gains wait in the neck area where there is usually a scoop of space).  I'm not putting him down.... just describing. He was actually very friendly and charming from what I could tell. He was in the dream too. We had just begun dating (as in .. familiar enough to expect another date would be on the horizon). His appearance didn't bother me at all, I just knew I liked him and wanted to spend time with him. It was nice.. We were sitting in a livingroom by a fire and talking and he had made plans for a weekend of "mine."  This is where my feelings started to change. I felt like I was being controlled because I had already had plans for that weekend and he didn't ask. My plans were to do absolutely nothing, but they were still my plans.... I wasn't hugely upset with him, but I took it as a clue of things to come...

back to school

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I was in the parking lot of my high school needing to go in but for someone else. A friend of mine I met through work had flown in and I was taxiing her around. I had dropped her off and she was going to take care of somethings. Before, she was staying with me and the usual, unpacking, where are my things etc. was happening. Then I picked up a girl from school that I never knew that well (shelly). She needed to go somewhere too, so I was dealing with her... and then lost track of my other friend... I needed to go back and pick her up. The feeling wasn't too stressful, just juggling friends and duties. I think my friend Matt was in this somewhere too. He was telling me about what was going on in his life. It was a nice familiar feeling.

Then at some point, we all went to a party of sorts. First it was because Annie needed to go, then I needed to go... etc... An exboyfriend was there. We were just talking. Some old nice feelings came up, but nothing singlehood threatening. Then another exboyfriend of mine showed up (more singlehood threatening) and he sat down by me. I didn't want their to be uncomfort between the two and the 2nd one that showed up could read it on my face... so he got up and acted casual and asked questions about the house etc. I followed him. We were chatting and then someone threw a kitten (more like teenage cat) over the house.. I was soooooo mad. I wanted to find the idiot. I could hear them say...oh.. cats can take care of themselves... I kind of half-woke up at this point, but was still angry and somehow got back into my dream... punched the guy in the neck (just watched Sherlock Holmes yesterday) and then in the diaphragm etc. And then rattled on by saying, if the cat knew what was coming... it could have taken care of itself and ran... just like you could have.  Funny enough, I woke up in a nice mood.

two days ago, a day ago, last night...

Yesterday I remembered I had another dream two days ago. I mainly remember what it looked like and some feelings. but not the "story."  I was on a hill in the country. It felt like something familiar, but in just that I was from that area, but I had never been to that street before.... and not in that area in so long, that I felt like an outsider. I was on a road.. it partly felt like the only road in that area... or the only one with residences on it. The homes were far apart with a lot of land for each, large old trees (broadleaf) and well worn barns and sheds around the homes. I walked from one end to the other. At the other end I think the home was for sale and I was looking at it. I was looking in a barn or green house type building. It was dusty and old but had lots of possibilities and I wanted it and then when I would "wake up" and realize that this road was it... I would un-want it.. back and forth. Someone came in while I was looking around. I think I liked him from before I was gone... it was nice to see him.

Hmm now yesterday's dreams are foggy... I know they left an impression, but now not sure what...

Las night  Ugh... forgetting these too... I'll have to see if they come back.

scary clown...

again I had a few dreams, but the one, or the pieces that stuck with me from last night was one with a jagged tooth clown and other scary characters.... like heartless business higher up ... theif .... and so on

I would walk by a counter that had shiny tile... and in the reflective surface i would see the clown snarling at me, or I would walk by a piece of metal and in it could see the thief or the cold business guy and so on. I just wanted to run through rooms and close my eyes..

As soon as I woke up I was relieved until I recounted my dream to myself and thought of what a psychologist might say of someone who every time they looked in a reflective surface, they saw a monster....

running

I really should have written this in the morning.

So... bits of this and that happen... then I'm on the run in a city with a guy. We are searching for some info before some "bad guys" can get it. We were in a helicopter and then jump out and run down a street. Two black helicopters are chasing us from the sky.. we dip into a corridor and have lost them. My friend leads me to this old beat up truck. He is riffling through things and he finds the info we need. As we go to leave I ask if I should lock the door.. he says now.. the old man (a man early in the dream that looks like a homeless drunk) is my dad... I leave it open for him.  

then I wake up.

motorcycles and christmas

Ok.... I have 3 days of dreams that are getting foggier by the minute...

3 days ago

Something ghosty... I was telling someone about this toy car and showing it to them. I told them to watch... it moves on its own and follows me around. I was describing it as if it was cute and neat, but in reality it scared me.

2 days ago

I dreamt I was in this house. I'm not sure if I was with friends... I think I was.... it was a familiar feeling, comfortable. There was a party or something going on in one house.... and then my brother and I went into the house next door. I think I wanted to show it to him or something like that and they were having an "open house." I think my friend Matt might have been in this dream too. It felt festive, fun, and partly that .. not wanting to get caught feeling, but in a fun way. Then the dream progressed and I was at my dad's dad's house. My pops.... who has been dead since I was about 12. In my dream he was still alive but just "away..." (and in reality this wasn't his house). I was checking on things... maybe getting his mail etc. and then saw he had a new motorcycle. And it was still new because he wasn't allowed to and would never drive it. It was shiny, pretty and sea green. I couldn't help myself, so I got on it and road up and down the street. The street... it was warm... a morning warm and quiet that I don't know if i have experienced since I was a little kid. When the dew is still on the ground, you can smell maybe coffee, pancakes and bacon in the air.... , no lawn mowers have started yet, no cars on the streets.... That wonderful warm quiet type of morning that you don't really get in a city. Anyhoo.. back to the riding of the motorcycle. What was amazing for me in this dream... is that I had control of my driving. Whenever I have motorcycle dreams, they are sooo scary because I am usually out of control.. the speed is too fast, I am unable to steer or something. So this was enjoyable, almost like riding a bicycle. My brother saw me and I was reassuring him I will put it back and won't ride it too much.... and that was that.

Last night

Something in a big old house... almost a cabin in the mountains... but almost an estate of sorts. I lived there? but I 'served' there... I was making tea for one of the ladies. I remember needing to make sure I had the right tea pot, sea green with a gold rim; and tea cup to match. There was another woman with the same activity to do and she was making a mess of things. I kind of bulldozed around her so I could be done and away. Then ... I think my brother was there. It was Christmas, there were pine bows everywhere and a tree and a warm feeling. I was putting things in Christmas stockings for people. Some were just cards, some little presents.. then I saw that I had a little present from my brother and his wife. ...it had a reindeer on it and hmm forgot what it said.

puppy birds

There is more before this ...

I'm in this park garden place...maybe working? maybe looking for work? maybe shopping...

I'm walking around looking at things. It is green and beautiful. Everything is positive... not because it is perfect, but because it is beautifully how it should be.... or at least it is accepted without resistance. I'm looking around for a bathroom. I find it and another person is using it. He comes out (in reality I think I drank a little too much water before bed) and I take his place. It is a bit of an outdoor bathroom, but with a door and a toilet... again pretty. It is situated next to a tree and you can see the sky. The blond guy gets his hair (it is longish) stuck in the hinge of the door. I help him get it out... he holds the door open for me... closes it and waits. He must know when I'm about to sit down because he hands me a board to sit on as well... I guess the toilet opening is a little too big and he knows I'll need the board. He asks if I remember him... (in my dream we had met at a party a few days before, similar situation, but we had kissed... and it was nice.. and there were mutual nice feelings towards each other). He goes on to do his work... I sit there to do "mine." Then a woman sits by me to use the toilet next to me... also in open hair. She is pregnant and pretty. She does her thing.... we talk. Then I am done and I sit somewhere else... A baby bird type thing crawls out from around the tree. It looks weak, but still alive and kind of pink.. then it is a deep blue and larger with a new born puppy type head. It's wings are kind of rubbery and it is awkward like a new born. It come and crawls on me (in reality I think I would have avoided it, but in my dream it was sweet). It was cuddly and wanted attention... and then another one came and another.... A big truck showed up and they all scattered away. The woman getting out of the truck was kind of rough around the edges and worked at this ?? garden, store, place. I told her about the birds. I was concerned they had lost their mother and needed watching. She knew exactly what they were and she said that they were fine. The mother leaves during the day to hunt and the babies socialize. She said they are safe there. I felt better.... there is more at this end of the dream too, but I don't remember.

teeth in the rocks

Much more to the dream.... something with looking for a horse, but there was only this odd looking one that looked like an ancient drawing, something about to rings.. I was wanting to try one on and then I bent it completely... was my mother's or something and she came in and saw that I ruined it.... and then

looking for a friend and I'm on a scooter/bicycle. I'm riding to her house to pick up my homework (she borrowed it). It is in Cornelius (small town next to my home town). I'm riding and there are lots of pot holes, but i miss each one. I'm having a hard time riding and I'm wondering why I didn't just put it on scooter mode. A girl rides up next to me. Francess Ferguson (girl from junior high). She is trying to be helpful and nice. She asks where I am going etc. and I tell her and say that I can't exactly remember where to go. I then realize I passed it. Then I am hungry and I am with two other girls that are. We are in a grocery store and we not the produce man. He is a nice middle aged Mexican man. We look around for food. There is mainly fruit (a huge variety) and baked goods that look too good. I am tempted by the baked goods, but pick up some rasberries, a grapefruit and I think an apple. The other girls while shopping dropped three apples. I ran over to pick them up... while doing this the Mexican guy said... ok girls, there are new rules. If you are shopping now... once you have touched something you have to buy it. So try to observe first and see what you want before just grabbing things. He was being nice about it. I saw he already rung me up and the bill was $21 plus change. I said real money? I was looking through my wallet and only had dollars, no euros. and then realized I was in the U.S. I pulled out one note or money?? I asked if anyone had seen anything like this. And the girls both knew what it was. They said, you can use that on anything.... it is an open check. They are afraid and did something wrong, so they gave you that open check. I was partly excited but also figured there had to be some sort of catch. My mind was spinning with what I could use it for (bills mainly). We were kind of in another room now in a house we know. Everything was pink, fuzzy.... a bit of a feeling of home or a school. I was walking and all of a sudden my tooth fell out. Then another... and another. I grabbed them all, checking to see if there were roots or what happened. They looked completely healthy and fine. I think one or two were caps and not the whole tooth (I don't have any caps). I grabbed them and thought I had better find a dentist. Then I was talking to my mom ... looking in the mirror and realized my hairline was receding like a guy. I couldn't believe it and then realized why maybe I was having a hard time fixing my hair. I went to walk back to the building and there was a place outside where people worked on cars. An old coworker asked me where a girl (best friend in first grade) could get her VW fixed. I said really... Jake in Forest Grove, you can take it to these two other guys, but it won't be as good. Then I realized I dropped one of my teeth in the gravel. I went searching all over for it, and in doing so, found all these other treasures in the gravel. Instead of having pavement, this place just kept putting new gravel on over the years... I said to the mechanic, it would be fun to excavate this ... I'll bet we would find lots of stuff. I'm not sure I ever found my tooth, but in my mind I was thinking.. I need to make a dentist appointment, -had I visited the dentist regularly this wouldn't have happened, had i maybe been having a more balanced and variety of food, my hairline might be ok ... and so on. I went back inside and there were these big black an fuchsia colored cats. There were very soft, big and nice. I was still looking for something and while at the gravel, had put all of the teeth in my mouth so I would lose them. This guy came over to me and was hitting on me and wanted to kiss. I wanted to explain that I had a mouthful of teeth, but my mouth was full of saliva due to the teeth... awkward.

airplanes, cars, wrong ways....

Hmm I think I was in a jungle of some sort... and my exboyfriend's family was there with his extended family. I really wish I would quit dreaming about them. I saw his brother, who is always chipper and nice and he was not so nice. He had gained weight and looked grumpy. Not happy to see me at all. There was a face in the jungle... I saw it and it was frightening... disfigured, longer than normal and I quickly turned away. It was too scary to look at.

I don't remember much more ...

Another dream I was some place warm.... south america? mexico? africa? I was waiting for my plane with a guy. At first I think it was a guy that I was with and were in love, then he turned into a co-worker and we were just traveling together, but he was watching out for me. We had waited a long time, so were comped first class tickets. He got on the plane and I was sitting in my own row. Then a noisy family got on... and the asian (not sure why, but it stuck out) attendant said I needed to move to normal class. I got mad and said no (not very like me because they didn't "owe" me first class....), but I stood my ground and she said, ok... and took me aside. She gave me vouchers for a hotel and dinner and I would get the next first class flight out. I was ok with her now but I was sad to leave my coworker. I walked around looking for something edible in the courtyard outside the small airport (although it was the nicest, highest tech airport I had seen, it was next to an old old building etc. The stand outside had bins with snacks by the pound (crackers, chips, tortillas) and bread bread everywhere...Nothing I wanted.

Next... something else went on first ,but I don't remember.... then I was driving down the road, I kept taking the wrong turn, so this time I wanted to make it right and I didn't. I saw at least that I could turn around in a parking lot. I turned into a doughnut or mcdonalds or something, but the arrows were all pointing one way, so I had to keep going until I found another way. I ended up seeing a friend of mine. Her car was parked in the middle so no one could get by really. I went out to talk to her. She had piles of stuff outside of her car. I wasn't sure what she was doing. Boxes of greeting cards and stationary etc. Then a woman came by and was mad she couldn't get by. I initially acted like we had engine problem, so she would not get mad. but then I helped by moving her boxes out of the way and showing her there was plenty of room. The lady was then being nice. I asked Tessa (my friend) if she was going to get rid of this stuff, she said no, she was just moving it. She forgot she had it and it was at a friends. At first she thought I was talking about two box of cookies, and I meant all of it. (I think in reality I was hungry... two dreams looking for food)...