Missing Quiz

a night full of dreams last night... all fairly random.
I don't remember any of the first ones hardly at all... other than one dealt with children... but I do remember the last one...

I was taking a quiz with a bunch of other people all sitting in small elementary school desks. The quiz was about Islam. (We have been doing this on Wednesday night church during a series about the differences and similarities of Islam and Christianity.) In the dream the quiz was much more elaborate, like a term paper, and I could not find my paper for that day. I kept flipping through my other papers from previous days, but could not find the one for that session. My pastor's oldest son was sitting beside me. I got up to look in another room. We were in a house with shag carpet. There was wood paneling on the walls and just a very 70's vibe all around. When I came back in the testing room my dad was on the big screen larger than life as a sort of background to the other imagery that was going across the screen. ...and I was naked. I told Tyler, "that's my dad," as I pointed to his image on the screen. I pointed like 3 or 4 times because he didn't seem to see.
That was the extent of that dream.

Again with the nakedness.... again with the lack of preparedness... geez... what am I not getting?

Tests and maps

Yes, I have been dreaming lately, but I have not felt much like blogging. 

For the past few nights I have dreamed of tests. (not a great sign). In one test my husband was joined my an ultra skinny/fake boobed model chick and I was very jealous... while trying  to concentrate on my test, and in the night after's dream I was taking a spelling test where I had to spell things that we were given the initials for. One I remember was AMF. All I could think about was bowling, but when I asked, the teacher said it was "arms something something". I can't remember the other two words.

Last night's dream was about my son and I in a car trying to get to Merced. I have never been to Merced... never even knew where it was. (I guess it's a couple hours south of us.) In the dream we entered into a parking garage by accident, but the attendant let us turn around with out paying, but it was difficult to turn with all the cars coming. I got out a map and showed my son. We were above Merced... which was a country in my dream. But the roller-coaster (that was what the parking garage was there for) took up a few countries and there was no way to go straight down to Merced. You either had to go up and around to the east and then south, or you had to go west and then south and a little bit east to get there. Some of the surrounding countries were Russia and middle eastern countries.  We never did decide which way to go before I woke up.

So what is Merced about? Mercy maybe?  I'm not sure. But there is a roller-coaster in the way of me getting there. :-)