Vanessa's Wedding 11/28/2009

I recently had a discussion with a friend about marriage.  We have an ongoing joke that we (me & two of my girlfriends) would be single for a loooooooong time for a plethora of reasons.  Most of them having to do with our strong, out-of-control independence.  Is it really a turn off to know what you want? lol.

A few days later I dream about Vanessa's wedding.  There's no signage or traditional setting, just an understanding of what's going on.

We're in a large decadent mall with wide spacious corridors with a white and gold color scheme.  Everything was shiny and festive and celebratory, in a slow motion blurry surreal way.  It's the way Vanessa's smile would manifest itself if you could decorate according to her feelings.  There was no groom in sight, but we knew there would be a show.  It started off with a fashion show which was more art than fashion.  All white with burnt orange & gold tones highlighting shapes within each piece.  Some included babies and young children.  I see the beginning of a parade just around the corner and am filled with anticipation as it turns the corner.  The people keep laughing and cheering, the sparkling air keeps sparkling.

One of the last things I see is Vanessa as she joyously skips by.  She turns her head to look in different directions, hair trailing in slow motion behind her.  She's got a huge smile and of course, she's got her bangles.

Hopeful Dreams 11/27/2009

As I perused through FB, I saw a picture of Susan S. (the rev. :) ) and I remembered a dream from several nights ago.

I'm in a 4 door sedan with someone I don't know and every time the frame/point of view changes while driving it feels as if me and this person alternate as drivers.  We're on my brain's version of the 5 fwy heading downtown on a cold foggy night, maybe around 8 p.m. on a fall night.  Now I'm in the backseat surveying points of interest to see where I am and then the view is focused on my feet.  They start to twitch, followed by a slow movement of my legs.  

I'm excited and try to get out of the car in order to stand up and test out the girls.  The person I'm with now is Cecilia G.  and she asks me if I'd like to drive back.  With a fear of muscle spasms, I decline and get back in the car.  There's a bag of something we have to throw out but it's only allowed to be thrown out in a designated location.

The car is on cruise control but it's connected to a navigation system so it actually drives itself.  We come to a familiar dumping area but you have to drive in to the correct location and I roll my window down and proceed to hurl this bag over a 10 ft-high green-lined chain link fence.  In order to exit we can only drive forward to follow the path as it is the only way to exit.

Once we arrive at the exit, we are prevented from exiting.   It's dark and there are bright flood lights shining towards us making it impossible to see what's ahead.  Once I get out, I see Susan S. standing there with a blouse and dress skirt with huge "a ha" smile plastered across her face.  An overwhelming feeling of excitement surges up from my gut and I get out to tell her what happened.  Joyful tears are streaming down my face as I'm describing to her what had happened to me, and she says, "I know".  "We knew you'd be healed".  The surroundings become more clear and I find out that it's a surprise gathering/party in the most remote location being held to celebrate my healing.  And I'm walking......

McMuffin

I'm a little sketchy about the details but I had a dream where I was using sesame bread sticks to casually drum on an open-faced Sausage Egg McMuffin.....mmmmm...McMuffin.....

pink pants and turtles 9/12/09

I'm still disabled and I'm in my bedroom. It vaguely looks the way it used to when me and Ollie shared the room. A half-flimsy bunk bed set, white with pink trim held together by 2 inch wooden pegs. I slept on the bottom and Ollie slept on top. In real life, he endured all my creepy cool Heavy Metal collage, a headbanger's heaven, well early late 80's/early 90's glam metal heaven. ::grinning:: But in the dream, I'm on my lower bunk and when I look up I see a classic G'n'R poster. They're lined up in a crescent shape and Axl is in the middle, a bandanna wrapped around his head and a smug look on his face. Then Urs walks in and asks me, "Hey girl, do you remember those pink pants you gave me that I thought would be too pink? Well they fit pretty good." She walks by with these cropped skin tight hot pink pants with her g-string peeking out of the back and does a 180. She sits on the side of my bed and we start chatting.

I start noticing water flooding the room and stopping just below the height of the bed. I'm confused so I sit up and look over and there's a huge turtle swimming by. Urs gets excited and bends over to stroke the shell as it swims by, then out of nowhere, the turtle jumps out of it's shell across the bed and bites Urs' finger. It won't loosen it's grip so we struggle and finally remove it and throw it back in the water. It gently goes back in it's shell and goes on. After we stared at the bite mark and show it off to people, I decide to take pictures of it with my phone.

Next, we head downstairs, I think and we see Tim San, Ollie's friend. Then I'm in a banquet room where a party's going on. It's midday and the banquet hall, with it's cheesy-patterned rug is under decorated with traditional banquet room chairs in two groups of 10x10 rows, as to accommodate a large group of people. One party split into two, yet in the same room. There's even 2 comedians doing stand up simultaneously.

I'm out of my chair and I'm trying to move and get myself onto a regular chair. I'm on the ground trying to remember how I saw other people do it but because my legs are thicker than theirs, it's harder to harness them together so that I can use the skills to get up. People try to help me and I tell them, "I'm okay". My legs keep flopping around and all of the sudden, David Duchovny, who is sitting nearby, pulls up two chairs and hooks them together and says, "That should be easier to work with".

I don't remember much else, but it was a weird one.