1) My mom and I were talking about a movie I'd seen that she's interested in seeing. I'm like, Hey, it's on Netflix streaming, do you want to watch it? She says no, that she wants us to make and eat a big cake together. I'm like, Um, I really don't want to eat any cake, do you? She is insistent that we should do this. In desperation I ask whether she'd be happy going out and getting a donut or something instead of making an entire cake, and she's down on that idea. But this weird Dream Mom is also wearing capri-length jeans, white athletic socks, and the most bright red faux-croc faux-leather penny loafer mules -- you know, they are like penny loafers in the front but are missing the part in the back that would hold them onto your foot. Imagine something similar to these only bright red penny loafers. With athletic socks. Obviously this isn't my real mom.
2) Somebody has left my lunch for me in the warm oven. And it's two kinds of pancakes -- buttermilk/wheat pancakes with apple sauce and cinnamon and chocolate pancakes. There are like 6 of each kind. I try a bite of buttermilk pancake and think, Man, this really isn't very flavorful at all.
3) I am going through the lunch line at a school cafeteria and WTF it's cookies for lunch day. I have my choice of two kinds of cookies -- either baked or just the raw dough. I ask for the chocolate chip cookie dough and they give me like 3 ice cream scoops worth. In place of the salad bar, they have a cookie bar where you can add e.g. a cream filling/frosting between your cookies to make big Oreo style cookies. I walk past the cookie bar and dump my tray into the trash.
My guess is I was dreaming about this because last night, after inhaling a lot of dust/etc. while cleaning the apartment pretty thoroughly and thereby really aggravating my allergies, I felt kind of ill and didn't want to eat anything even though I was hungry. Even the normal things I would have wanted to eat under such circumstances sounded bleh. I ended up getting Robert to defrost some ground beef, crumble it on the stove with onions, salt and pepper, and serve it to me with guacamole. That hit the spot.
But lest you think my dreams were all high-sugar nightmares, I also had one of my standard dreams: Seeing Exotic Birds in My Mom's Backyard While Looking Out the Patio Door. In this particular case, I saw two species of prairie chicken. Exciting! Robert was taking a nap but I woke him up to come view this awesomeness. While he was looking at them, I saw another similar-shaped/sized but unfamiliar bird that according to my field guide was a Guadeloupe Something-or-Other.
When I woke up this morning, I was surprised by that spelling of Guadeloupe -- I would have naturally spelled it Guadalupe but I had the distinct memory that it was spelled this other way. A few minutes ago, I noticed that the level of Solitaire Blitz I have been playing yesterday and today is on the island of Guadeloupe. OK then.
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I got my sweet fix today sharing a turtle funnel cake with Dad and Aunt Kay at Oktoberfest and you didn't have to eat any.
Excellent. Just promise me you were wearing normal clothes ;)
Your Seeing Exotic Birds in My Mom's Backyard While Looking Out the Patio Door dream sounds familiar, only when I have it, I can see all the planets lined up in the night sky, and they are all giant and glorious like in the pictures even though now I now that long-exposure telescope photography is required to get those pictures. The doors are sliding-glass doors, and the patio is made of wood.
Yep, we were wearing normal clothes. No chicken costumes or lederhosen or dirndls for us!
Debbie, your Aligned Planets dream vignette sounds wonderful. I'd like to see that!
I had a dream once that I was looking through a microscope at various things and really enjoying it. Then (the next day, in real life) a Jungian asked me, "But what part of you was the microscope?"
It's funny when the dream is more normal than the discussion you have about it later.
Note to self: Avoid dream discussions with Jungians.
Last night I had my standby teeth falling out dream, as well as one in which my bedroom in my parent's new house (which was the same in every respect I could see except for my own bedroom) had a leak in the roof and flooded and destroyed part of the floor. Where the boards fell away, there was about 2 stories worth of empty space for me to be afraid about falling down into and dying. What, you think that has some relevance to how my life feels right now or something? Nah, it's just been awfully rainy lately...
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