Who am I?

Tis the week of disturbing dreams, I have decided.

Last night's started with my daughter and I going to her first 'female exam'. It was in a college class room on a table. The room was very large and upstairs. The table was near a window. There were a total of three doctors, each came in one at a time. They were going to fill her "cavity" with some sort of mold making plaster substance. (I think this strange concept came from my husband's inner ear sound system molds that arrived yesterday.)  When the last Dr. came in he wanted to shave her and give her a "wig" made of the hair on her head... which was red in the dream. I told him not to shave her completely, explaining to him and her that it would itch like crazy when the hair grew back in.  He left the room and we escaped. We went down a corridor and some stairs and ended up at my home from my late teens ;(the home that my daughter was born at).

While we were there my dad was talking to me about laundry and a trip. I went outside and sat on the driveway with my two dogs: one from then, and one from now. Back then I had a small Cocker Spaniel mix, and now I have an American Stoffordshire Terrier, so they were quite opposite sitting out there with me. A lady with a stroller walked by and my small dog walked over to see her. 

My parents came out and said it was time for our trip, so I put the dogs away and we got into a van. I sat in the back of the van. We drove to the snow to go skiing. There were a few of us that didn't have socks, so when we reached to snow we had to stop and buy some. I already had on my ski boots when we got out of the van to go in the store. I feel on my butt directly out of the van in some ice, and again inside the store. The whole time I was walking to the store and even inside for part of the time I was texting my daughter's ex-boyfriend, Nick. The store was open on one side like it had multiple garage doors that were all opened that day. It was a packed store and very "costco"-ish. After I looked at a few things I made my way to some metal steps by the street and sat down. I feel asleep. Water rising up to my feet woke me up. I was a little girl, like maybe 6 or 7. I knew I had left my younger sister on another step, so even though I heard my dad calling me, I went back into a tower of sorts that had another metal stairway going down the center to get my sister. She too was down in some water as I pulled her up and we climbed the stairs together. She was blonde and about 4. (My daughter was blonde when she was 4.   hmmm.)

And that was the end of the dream.

Aside from the inner ear molds, there is nothing about this dream that resembles anything from the past few weeks, so it is most definitely not just a compilation of my thoughts.

I'm not sure I want to find out what it all means. 

For reoccurring themes... there's the laundry... and that's about it. hmmmmm. Again, I have to wonder if I was me the whole time, or if while I was texting Nick, was I my daughter? 

Anyway, I'll think about it. For now, I have to go get my kids to school.

Do you smell in your dreams?

I have created a monster; My dog loves to be under the covers when he sleeps, but he's not a real sound sleeper. He woke me up every hour (starting at 1:30 - ending at 5:30) to re-cover him in his bed. Uggg. How do you un-train a bad habit? It is cold at night, so I feel bad if I leave him uncovered. My husband says I should teach him to pull up his own covers.  Maybe I should get him a sleeping bag that is slightly held open by something; he can crawl into like a pillow.

Anyway, on to the dream...(that I remember)...

This isn't quite the beginning, but I can't remember the beginning:

I was walking in an area that reminded me of an indoor street... like at the NY NY in Vegas. There was a pub up ahead and I saw my very first "love". (a boyfriend of mine that I met when I was 13. He is still a friend, but in the dream he looked like he did at age 16.)  Right as I saw him and was going to go talk to him, his sister walked up and greeted me. It took me a moment to recognize her because she had dyed her hair blonde and had it cut like Guy's sister (you may remember from other dreams, who just happens to be the girl that my "love" went out with directly after me.). 

Anyway, right after she talked to me I saw my best friend from Junior High, Jessica, looking the same as she did in Junior High. She was walking with a boy and looking very chic. I ran up to her to say Hi, but never actually talked. They walked straight into a photo shoot with another old friend, Jay Gibbs. He was using an elephant as a prop and had a cane in one hand and was on stilts (or maybe just platform shoes). Jessica and Jay and sometimes the other boy posed for multiple pictures while I avoided the camera. As I was avoiding one shot my foot slipped in some snow. Then Insectosaurus (from the movie "Monsters vs. Aliens") made a tidal wave of snow that I rode all the way down the hill sitting on a boogie board. As I got to the bottom of the hill I noticed that my dance shorts were inside out. I sat in the snow and took them off to turn them right side out. There was a crowd of people all around doing a bunch of nothing. A yard duty lady came over to make sure I wasn't exposing myself. I pointed out my nude colored dance shorts that were under the purple and black ones I was wearing. As I pulled back on my black and purple shorts they ripped in numerous places. When I stood up I had a huge hole from my belly to my crotch that revealed my nude dance shorts which looked like control top pantyhose. (It was not a good look.) I was looking in a mirror in a gift shop, and I turned to face a perfume cabinet when my nose caught a whiff something yummy. (This is one of the only dreams I can remember that I actually smelled something. Generally my smelling sense is not present in dreams.)

The cabinet was beautiful. It looked straight out of a fairy tale. The shelves were glass and all the perfume bottles were dainty and intricately designed. My eye was immediately drawn to two with peacocks on them. (I collect peacocks.) I just knew that the good smell must be coming from one of them. I smelled the first one, but it had no smell. I put it back and grabbed the second one. I could barely smell anything with that one too. Then I saw one that said "Icy blue" that was in a frosted blue bottle, not half as fancy. (I wore Ralph Lauren's "Blue" for the past 3 years until last October.) I picked it up and recognized that this was the yummy smell I had turned to look for. It was much fruitier than my normal "Blue" perfume, but still a very clean and crisp smell. A sales lady came over to talk to me. She asked what perfume I wore now. I explained that I had been wearing Prada's Orange Blossom perfume this year. She said, "Oh, you'll like that one then, It's very sweet as well, but different enough from yours." I agreed. The smell was heavenly.

Then... my dog woke me up.

No, I don't know the meaning of the dream. I think it was a pretty random hodge-podge of thoughts going on lately.  My son was watching Monsters Vs. Aliens a few days ago. My daughter has been wearing short dresses a lot lately, so she has also been wearing a lot of dance shorts under them. My bottle of "Blue" is almost completely gone, but I've been wearing Prada since October. I recently thought about buying another bottle of "Blue" just in case I wanted to go back to my old reliable. I'm not sure why Jessica, Jay, Shane, or Felicia were in the dream briefly, but whatever.

The thing that is most interesting to me is that I could smell. For that to have been 'turned on' seems something special. Why out of millions of dreams was this random one blessed with a sense of smell... and only for the one perfume? I mean really, the other two perfumes had no smell to speak of... that's odd. The two that shouted, "Pick me!", were not good. What's the significance of that? hmmmm. Something to think on for the rest of my day.

Safe in the Pillow

Ok, I know I said yesterday's would be the last before vacation, but I'm taking a minute to post this one before we leave for the airport.

It was just too good to pass up.

The dream started out doors with my friend Rene. (I would have been at her house for Bible study at 7:00AM if we weren't leaving today.) We were in a wild flower garden setting. (She gardens.) Then she showed me a miniature scene she had set up that went with the season. She changed it, while talking to me, to a summer scene with a bench and people etc. We walked to some chairs nearby and sat to chat. We saw movement in the tall flowers/grass. At first I thought they were bunnies, but as they got closer we could see that they were coyote pups; Lots of them. I picked one up. They were so cute. As we were talking about them we saw the mama coyote in the flowers about 1/4 mile away. I put down the pup and we walked away.

Rene took me into a wooden trailer that was set up with a desk and had a crib behind that.  She handed me a baby on a pillow. He looked about 2 months old. I held him and walked outside.

As I walked, the scene changed and I was in the streets of  Japan. I saw a street ad like on a bench (but really just a sign) that had multiple Japanese girls, some with large pillows covering there torsos. Just then a huge tidal wave of snow crashed down over the city. I curled my body around the baby and huddled next to the sign. My point of view changed and I could see the windows in shops being broken, and things being over turned etc. Then it was gone. I stood up and walked  to the trailer (or another place similar) and found Pastor Scott there. I was excited as I told him that some girls will be saved. I had in my mind that everyone with a pillow was safe.

Pretty cool huh?

Again we have this idea of puppies (to me representing young people), but this time they are wild animals. The baby only reinforces the idea of young life that I am protecting. I'm not sure why Japan particularly, but it was missions week at church on Sunday, so my mind is on missions. Tidal waves/Tsunamis  are indigenous to that area, but this time it was snow... perhaps representing washing their sins "white as snow" as it says in the Bible. A pillow is definitely a security symbol, and because two Bible people, Rene and Pastor Scott, were in it, I have no problem thinking it's a spiritual matter, not really physical.

Anyway, I thought it was a cool dream.