Mike Bertaz

I think I spelled his name wrong. Anyway, last night I was in my office and he came in with a resume. I asked Alice if she had time to meet with him, she didn't answer me and I was about to leave for the day. I told him to come back tomorrow, and we went for chocolate shakes at Sonic. Now, we are in Germany, but when we leave the parking lot, we pull on to the 35 bypass and drive toward 6. I don't know why we didn't cut over before, there were a couple times I couldn't get the truck (little blue one I use to have) slowed down and pulled over fast enough. So we ended up taking 6 to Gordon and going to the Sonic. On the way, we were talking about stuff and he asked if I'd like to go somewhere with him that weekend. I can't remember, London or somewhere. I told him I didn't think my husband would appreciate that! He said, oh no, Dallas and our two kids would go, too! (for those who don't know, he married Dallas Hyatt that we worked with at Weiners!) ooooh! ok! Well, we didn't get that far with the trip planning because we were still talking about being in Germany, how did you get here, what have you been doing, etc. I think he said he came over as a DA civilian but that job will be ending soon, so he needs to get something so they can stay because the kids are already settled in school or something. That's all I can remember. I woke up JUST as we pulled into the Sonic! :(

Belated dreams

Saturday night I had another reunion planning dream. There were 8-10 people staying at some hotel resort place and we were all comparing notes about what we might want to do, how to contact people, etc for the upcoming reunion. Greg Linbeck was in the dream, and when I woke up I could not remember his last name for my life. I kept confusing him with Stephen Brashear. Remember him? I think he moved away after jr high sometime. Maybe not, I don't think I had him in any classes in high school, though. Anyway, I was writing a note to myself to look up Greg's last name, "Classmates-look up Greg Linbeck" oh…I guess I thought of it. Ha!

Sunday night I had a terrible time falling asleep. I just wasn't tired. Of course it seemed like as soon as I fell asleep the alarm was going off! But just before that, I was dreaming that I had done something to my arm, right in the bend where the vein is. I think I carried a box or something and it bruised my arm badly. (IRL, I did carry a box Friday and it bruised my thigh badly) Anyway, we were having a blood drive at the hospital (yeah, the ER hospital. I don't even watch ER anymore, it came on opposite AmericasNextTopModel) and JUST as the nurse was going to put the needle in my arm, at the exact moment, the alarm went off! SCARED the beegeebees out of me!

Put the Fix it On

I was having to do something to fix all the files on my computer. I guess I was suppose to have installed some kind of fix it patch thingy but I hadn't, so I had to go one by one and do something. When I finished I got a message on my screen "Heather, next time install the fix it thingy." I woke up laughing when the alarm went off. I had not woken up previously, so it was a good night's sleep. :)

Dreaming meanness

Well, my Mimi (on K side) was getting married at a bed and breakfast type mansion place (notice I dream that a lot??) and all the family was there, all festive and taking pictures. Then my friend Laurel was getting married at the same place and I was trying to take pictures of it and my BROTHER had left the camera on the video setting. Every time I tried to take a picture it would start the video camera running. I was SO mad and yelling WAAADE!!! Doing exactly what I hate people to do…saying his name ugly. He was then responding with "WHAAAAT???" and when I explained what he did he said,
"well, just PUT IT BACK!"
"I don't know how!"
Grumble grumble, "hhhhhkkkk (heavy sigh) LIKE THIS!" and he switched it back.
"THANK YOU." <-- not said nicely.

Last night and the night before

So…there was going to be some kind of fundraiser to benefit someone who got hurt or whose house burned down or something.
Lynn Gilman came over (to my apt at Willow Creek in Alvin) to tell me that she needed my help and the details. She was actively avoiding Colleen. She didn't want to run into her and risk her trying to come to the event. I don't know why. When I got there to the event, of course there were a bunch of people I knew, and it was general chaos. Everyone trying to do all the things. Someone was trying to cook pancakes on a GIANT griddle and it was too hot so as soon as the batter was poured it would turn black. I took over the pancake duties even though Deborah Lutz and Lynn had asked me to bale hay for people to sit on. It seemed to be some kind of country breakfast theme. I told them to find Kelly Callihan, that she was sure to be good at that. She was a countryish girl growing up. I guess the event went well, when I left to go to work (at Weiners) things seemed to be running smoothly and the pancakes were turning out great!

Saturday night's dream was freakish. I had to pretend to be involved with an Asian drug lord because I was working undercover (this is what happens when you watch Without a Trace and the FBI lady is undercover and the drug lord is Asian!). I then had to pretend to have died to get him to go somewhere and get arrested. S was very upset thinking I had been involved with "Scary Asian Drug Lord Man" and had subsequently been killed. He found out I was still alive when he broke into my bed and breakfast room (much like the one we stayed in at Oakwind-except there was a whole wall of double french doors that opened out onto this patio). Before he broke in, there was a big storm and the windows were rattling and being very scary. I went to close one of them and Tres was there, she was trying to help me close the curtains and I was telling her we had to close the doors first or the curtains wouldn't stop blowing. Then she wasn't there anymore, but SB was coming in and he was shocked to find me alive!! I was explaining how none of it was real, I was just pretending to be involved with the guy, and also I had pretended to be really sick so he couldn't come near me or he'd get sick, too and not be able to traffic his drugs.

Old friends and new friends, Real friends and pretend friends

Two dreams last night/this morning. First, I dreamt <--is that a word? that I was helping Jim Halpert (yes, from the Office!) to get ready for a road trip he was taking. I gave him maps, cds of "driving songs" and "Texas songs" (?) repaired his glasses, and we visited for a long time. We talked about Pam, I kept trying to convince him that she REALLY DOES love him! and Karen needs to go. (FYI, the most recent we saw was where he asks Pam out to dinner at the end of the show) We talked about Dwight and Angela, you know because no one in the office knows about their romance. And I remember telling him how funny I think Kevin is. We were great friends!

Second dream was my real friends. We were somewhere like Gruene, going through all the little shops. I don't know who was there with who, but no one ever saw a stranger. It was as though we were on a big reunion weekend. Friends from school, places I've worked, Alvin, Austin, ever corner of my life. It was just so nice to see everyone.

:)

The bad guy made me do it!

So, hmmm, I'm not sure where to start. The first thing I remember is me and some other people (I don't think I know who they are) were running around stealing money out of these big giant old timey cash registers. The drawers were open and the coins were huge, like the size of my palm. But apparently we were being forced to do this by some bad guys because we were all scared and didn't want to be stealing. At some point I ended up at my friend Eric's house and we were talking about what to do about this and how we could return this money. I started to realize that Eric was in on it. Or maybe Leonardo (yeah, di Caprio! How about that?!) was in on it and Eric and I weren't and were trying to get out from under his control…Not sure. Anyway, a little later, I am in an office and I have a gun and I'm telling everyone who comes in to put their hands up. I start to round up bags of money and say that I'm going to return them. Someone tries to cross me and I shoot at them, but purposely shoot just near them. The bullet bounces around all over the room, like a rubber bullet or something. And people just keep walking in. By the time I woke up, there were about 15 people in the room. I had no idea who was on who's team and who was good or bad.

Banking Days

As usual, when I sleep soundly for a long time, waking just in time to get out of bed at the last minute for work, I am able to remember only one dream. This one is like many I have had about Alvin State Bank. I'm not working there, but have come to visit. All of my old friends are working there and it is good to see them. I am concerned, though. Everyone is wearing jeans and sweatshirts. I tell Sherry F that Tom would be rolling over if he knew how unprofessional everyone looked. Everyone except Jamie. She is wearing really cute jeans with boots, a jacket and jewelry. Then someone makes a night deposit for a commercial account. They also included 2 hot dog buns. (???) It turned out to be a deposit for 1st National and they asked me to run it over there. I said I would but that I had not lived in Alvin for so long that I couldn't remember where it was. They made fun of me and then told me where it was. Then I woke up.

Dream Weaver

So many random thoughts and images thrown into one dream. I'm not sure how it started, but I was in my aunt/uncle P&Ds room getting ready to go somewhere. Rebecca was with me, and I think it was her house. I was looking for hairspray and she was ranting about how someone came over and borrowed it and never returned it. We were both planning to wear pantsuits, and for some reason we each had 2 pr pants to our suits. And they were wrinkled, so we were discussing whether or not to iron them. R put a sweater on over hers. It was a purple one that I (IRL) had found upstairs yesterday. Her pantsuit was a dull yellowish color and the two together matched and were the exact tones of the room the guy (IRL) on Top Designer used and thought were cheery. When we left we were going to school, but we weren't sure which one, so as we were driving down South Street, I asked OH, what year is it? My mom said 1981. I said ok, so I'm 11, that's Alvin Jr High. When in the back of my mind, even in the dream I knew I would have only been in 5th or 6th grade. When we walked in the school, I pointed in the principal's office at Chris Lindsey and said, See? There's Chris Lindsey, and he's in my grade, so we are in the right place. He wasn't in trouble, he was like an office assistant for his elective. We walked around the courtyard, made the circle and went back to the front office because we weren't sure where we were suppose to be. There was a donut lady in the office, she apparently brings breakfast each morning. She was on the phone, though, and everyone was complaining about how she needed to get off the phone and help her customers that were all there waiting to buy donuts from her.
That's all I remember.

Slept untill ELEVEN!

So I woke up many times, new dream each time.

There was on before this one but I'm starting with this one in hopes that I will remember the first one...
Tina Binford, Adrienne (Germany friend) and I were getting ready for prom. We were going to wear our prom dresses to school that day. Then we realized that prom was Saturday, so we changed into regular clothes for school. We went to school **missing time** after school there was a baseball game but the field had flooded waist deep, and the outfield was neck deep. I was in the outfield and someone hit a ball my way. I tried to catch it, it hit me in the eyebrow and I had a huge black eye.

Just remembered, I knew I would! I was looking for an apt in Alvin and there was one on Dragon Street, or I thought that's what the ad said. So I go to where I think that is (the little side street off Gordon, the beginning of Mustang where you turn at Radio Shack/that insurance place but before you hit the light at 35) it is the side street off of that, across from that apt complex, cedar something not grove. ANYWAY, I drive up and it is a business named Dragon. It's a scrapbook/craft place and I start talking to the lady who owns it and decide to do a crop and take a couple of classes. I think we might have even started talking about me working there in some capacity or part owning it or something...

Then the prom dream. Then I think there was another one before this one, but I'm not sure. Stephen and I were shopping at the PX and saw the mini-donut stand outside. They make the BEST little donuts in the whole world! I said, "let's go get some for everyone" because our whole families were visiting us here. He only wanted to get some for the parents, said the siblings and cousins could fend for themselves! I told him to quit it and we got a huge tray of them. Then we were in line and he had to go to the bathroom, so I stood there. He got back just in time to pay the lady. The people before us were all paying in weird ways. One was paying in euro (they don't take euro at the PX-but in real life, these are sold outside at a concessionaire stand, so they DO take euro, only euro) and then a lady was writing a check. That seems odd in this day and age! So he comes back and I go to the bathroom, and it was all weird, with different rooms instead of different stalls for ladies. There were 4 rooms, and a MAN went in one of them. So I warned the other ladies not to come out still buttoning up into the lounge area because a man had gone into one of the ladies rooms. Then we go back to the house (a different house, it was in the states type neighborhood) and we were going to have a garage sale, but it was really late, like 11! and there was some concern that all the shoppers would be done garage saling this late. We started dragging stuff out anyway, and it was all toys that Kimberly and Kristy played with as children! The nosey neighbor game, the little kitchen set from the playhouse, etc. crazy.
I know there were one or two more dreams in there, and many details I am missing, but they escape me now!

And it is revived!

Last night/this morning I had several dreams. (waking up and going back to sleep bringing new dreams) Of course now I have had breakfast and will soon be getting ready for the big TurkeyDay festivities, so I can't remember all of them. This will probably be a random mixture of them.
1. At some restaurant, Italian maybe? I know we were in the states because everyone was speaking english. There was some discussion of the bad service, and some people's dishes were not good. Then, as we were leaving, a kind of scary, large, unkempt man was yelling and pointing at us in a threatening way and then he jumped into his big, old Ford "work truck" and sped off, jumping curbs and driving wild.
2. then we were at some Dairyland type restuaurant and to go to the bathroom you had to climb into these windows that were high up. Like the Laverne and Shirley windows. I think I've mentioned those before. Anyway, I got in and went to the bathroom. When I closed the stall door, a shower came on, drenching me in my white shirt. And then I woke up.
3. Then we were at Kimberly and Ryan's house, but it was a new one they had moved into. they had a GIANT laundry room/pantry. Like you walkin and then there are door to other things. W/D, dishwasher, ironing room, closet, pantry, etc! I was playing a game with Aaron and Allison was playing with the dog (who I mistakenly called Abbey. KJWH explained that Abbey was the name of the dog who had passed away and this was a new...not as good dog!) It looked like Dude/Duke or Kristy's Molly. Anyway, then I woke up. again. and it was time to get out of the bed!

Worlds Collide

Well, dream worlds anyway! I had this dream last night, and the first thing I remember is that I was in a huge white SUV with Aimee and Cathrine. (Germany friends) The person in front of us was in a huge white truck and couldn't get it out of a hole or something. Catherine jumped out and got in the truck to move it. Aimee and I thought that was odd, but didn't make much of it. Then we were driving around somewhere and I had to call Mike to tell him I was going to be late to work (at CWA!) because we still had to catch the boat to get there. While I was talking to him we got to the boat and I kept dropping my shoes. One, then I'd pick it up, then drop the other. One went in the water and I called back to tell him that when I got to work I would only have one shoe on. He said he didn't want to hear about that, he wanted to hear how married life is!

Anyway, I know it's been a long time since I've posted, but this one stayed with me all day, so I thought I'd share it.

NFL Care Bear, not a dream, just needed this image online for something

mmmmm, baked potatoes!!!

I dreamed I was eating a Red Lobster baked potato. It was SOOOOOO good. Lots of butter, and the skin really done, with one ton of salt on it!

I also had a random dream about driving around in a car with Greg G and Christy B going to a museum, we called it the Guggenheim, but it wasn't. It was in Houston.

But I'm still wishing I had that baked potato.

Let's go Krogering...

So, in my dream we are going to Kroger. A lady drives by and someone says, "Hey, that's Tonya DeWitt!" and I say, "no, she would be shopping at the family store, Stanton's." (I'm pretty sure they aren't related IRL, but each had a family owned business in Alvin, so...maybe that's it?) She parked and got out, and it was actually Kelly Kingston. I asked Bill, Linda and SB, no one knows who KK is. I'm telling you, though, we went to high school with her. She had curlyish brown hair, freckles I think, and wore a lot of matching beads with her shirts. ANYWAY, she got out of the car, and was wearing her shirt backwards. It was a Tshirt and had Kroger on the shoulderblade (should have been over the front pocket) and sponsor names on the front (should have been on the back). She explained that she was working there, having lost her job recently (don't remember what that was) and she was thankful to have the job. Besides, it's fun, I'm always running into people!
Woke up thinking...hhhmmm, interesting...

Sunday night

I was living with Beth (friend from jr hi) and our apt was big. Seems like I have dreamed this apt before. I was doing some kind of job where I came home in the middle of the night. I remember I had to walk home this night and that wasn't normal but I wasn't afraid. When I got there I climbed up to the balcony and over the edge to go in the patio door. I didn't want to wake Beth. (??) Then I snuggled down in the bed. I remember the covers being so heavy and they smelled JUST LIKE Beth's comforter when I would spend the night 25 yrs ago. That is so crazy to me that I still remember that.
There was more to this that I remembered when I woke up, but it escapes me now. More tomorrow....

Math and calendars!

It was all very vague and fuzzy, but I dreamed about math, money and schedules. Trying to figure out how many more months we'll be here, how long it will take me to accumulate enough days off to go all the places we want to go, how much $ would it take to fly everyone over here that I want to come, how much is that each month, etc.
Then, the calendar side of it was me trying to figure out how I was going to get to my brand new job Oct 3, and go to a Spouse Craft night that night, should we do it at the USO, will we get that much participation, when is B Co doing the pie in the face that I have said I will participate in, etc, etc, etc.
Surprisingly I woke up relaxed, not reeling with that freaky need I have to make a list, plan it out, schedule it all. Maybe I worked it all out in my sleep! :)

's been a while

I just read through a bunch of old dream posts. They use to be really good. I want to revive this blog, and have to start with a sad little tidbit from last night.

All I remember is decorating the B&B where I was working (it wasn't ours, I was just working there) for Christmas. It was very homey and comfortable.

Then a separate dream where I still had Lil T and he was so small and wearing the grey pjs with the cars on them. They were so soft. He had a friend over spending the night, and I kept calling him Joslin. I can only assume that came from the CG blog.

Hope to post here more often.

Temper, temper

Woke up mad, again! But this time I had been shopping with some friends and someone stole all our wallets! I was trying to call the credit card company to report it, and couldn't get the phone to go through. The sales person kept telling me "dial 5-8-4-seveneuro." 7 Euro? How do you dial 7 euro???? I was just getting more and more irritated. Then I woke up.

It's been a while, and now I'm mad!

At my brother! Sorry DW! We were at some family gathering, and people started leaving to go to their respective homes. SB and I were going to the beach for the weekend (I blame the recent beach getaway of other family members for this) and I asked DW if he had to work the next day. He said REAL MEAN LIKE, "Yes, HEA-THERRR! Or why would I be going there?!?!?!" Then I woke up. I told SB about it and he said, "he didn't really say that to you or say your name 'mean'. Just like I didn't eat your burrito!" and I'll try to get better. I know I've said that before. But I am still dreaming...just not so good about reporting in.

Sleepless in Burstadt

No dream last night. Why? because NO SLEEP! I don't know what the deal was, but I couldn't fall asleep! It was a little on the warm side, there were people outside being loud in the street, lots of flopping around trying to get comfortable, etc. So I'm early to work today, and will leave early to go home. I think I may crash by about 3pm anyway. If not, I can get a jump on some house/yard work!

Hope to post a dream over the weekend!

Family

Last night was a jumble of images. I woke up trying hard to remember, but since I snoozed 3 times, I was not very successful. What I do remember is my grandmother on my dad's side. She was there, telling it like it is as always. And lil T was there, so it was past and present mixed. Well, both past, but different eras.
Sorry for the vagueness. argh.

Forgive me. It's been a while.

There have been dreams here and there, but I haven't been posting them. A couple of funny things that have happened over the past few weeks:

While staying at the B parent's house, I guess I was a little confused in the night. I got up and walked around the bed to the corner (furthest from the door). SB said "what are you doing?" I said "trying to find the bathroom!" That made me wake up enough to realize I was no where near the door, so I turned around and went.

The night we got home from the trip, we both collapsed. After I was asleep, I guess it was vital that I know the time. I asked SB, "what time is it?" He ignored me because he knew I was asleep. I repeated the question twice more, him saying, "what? why?" after the first time. Then he looked at his watch, told me "12:30" I said, "hhmmm." And I remember none of it.

Last night I dreamed that I had forgotten to take my lady pills and was trying to take the first 7 all at once. AND I was chewing them up! blek!

Where ARE YOU???

We had a special dinner planned out with two couples from my battalion, but we weren't in the Army anymore. The couples now lived in our subdivision. As did KK and KJ and families. Husband didn't come home from work until 630 and we were suppose to be there at 6. He thought he could get away with not going (said he thought it was earlier, and he'd have stayed later if he knew he still had to go). I was supermad, went over to KK or KJs I don't know who but they lived next door to each other, so they were together anyway. They were going to Greece on vacation.

Husband said this morning he was tired of getting in trouble for "dream Stephen". hahahaha!

Saturday

K, I got the notebook back by the bed, but then didn't post for a few days.

First, I dreamed a short/sweet little dream in which I went to visit lil T and he told me that his "first mommy couldn't take care of [him], but his always mommy does!"

Then, I went to a meeting to plan a big FRG party. It was super involved and there was so much to do! I talked to our advisor, and we were concerned about who would do what and when. I'm leaving and she's leaving for vacation, etc. OH, (just deciphered notes) some beans were spilled in her SUV, and I did it. I didn't realize it until after a little boy had already gotten a spanking for it, and I felt horrible. Weirdest part...JS (from dreams months ago, remeber? Amanda's brother?) He kept calling me "Boobs". This is a direct result (I believe) of an episode of The Office.

Details...SHOOT!

It's all so fuzzy now.
There was a basketball game. I was the only girl, I think it was my fantasy football league guys playing. Some other girls wanted to join in and I wasn't having it. I was wearing an orange top and yellow shorts with orange Crocs (which I do not own). I was searching everywhere for yellow socks.
ARGH. that makes me mad! There was so much more. Now that I have been up a couple hours, eaten breakfast and watched International Househunters, it's all gone. :-(

Neglect

I have been neglecting the dream blog. :-(

There have been dream fragments going on. Even on the horrific bus ride to Venice, I must have slept because I dreamed something...can't recall what it was now. Night before last I woke myself up early in the morning because in dreamland I was heating up hot chocolate in the microwave, and when I went to take it out, instead of just removing the cup, I tried to take out the whole turntable thing with the cup on it. It started to slide off and I woke up with a jolt trying to catch it!

Poor Husband

I woke up mad at him again. Well, he was driving REALLY fast, and the road was wet. I kept telling him to slow down and he would just laugh and speed up.

When I woke up I told him and he said, "sorry, I didn't mean to." hahahahaha! I guess he thought that was easier than, "I DIDN'T DO IT!!"

Over the weekend

There was one night over the weekend that I was completely robbed of all dreaming because a GIANT thunder woke me up. The kind of "woke me up" where you literally jump. Kind of like when you are ALMOST asleep and jump! like you were falling off the bed or something. Then there were strobe lights of lightening, and I had to go to the bathroom, just not conducive to dreaming and remembering.

And I had a dream about Stacey one night. Well, it wasn't really about her. A group of people were at a Big Daddy's type sports bar place and they were selling 80's style jackets (satiny with the metal snaps and band around the waist and wrists) Embroidered on the jacket was a picture of the regulars. There was Stacey right in the middle with a halo over her head. Completely cheezy, but it was a nice dream to have. Dreaming of days gone by.

Monday night...I can't remember. I know there was one, but....??

All over the place

I don't even know where to start. At one point, a group of spouses was wanting to take a trip to Europa Park. For some crazy reason, we went to the mall (just down the street from post) to get the tickets. I went one way with a couple people and Paulette, a lady that volunteers at ACS that did the Instructor Training for AFTB with me went another way to get the tickets. When we met back up she had the tickets but they cost over $700! For 7 of us! So, we were kicking ourselves for not thinking of going to the USO to get them discounted. She asks if she can return them and they will do it, but she will have to wait to get a check in the mail for the service fees which were about $60. So she returned them and then we went to the USO to get them.
Then, I was at the Pflugerville house. Dude, Lil T and I were playing in the living room, and I was talking about how Dude was going to live with the Bdk family. I told Lil T that he needed to pick up all his Star Wars lego blocks and when I came back in from putting Dude in the truck, T had put all the toys in big plastic bins in the back yard. There were hundreds of them. I told Nikki I would take a picture and bring it to her when I brought the dog. When I tried to take it, though, the camera wasn't cooperating. I hooked it up to the computer to see what was on it, and it started a slideshow of random photos. They kept getting lines in them and looking like the TV with bad reception. Then I realized I had hooked an old camera with FILM in it instead of a digital one to the computer. I have no idea what that was all about.
Then something happened at Mimi and Papa's house on Sam Hou. I just remember being there, no details.

No Relation

I was at some battalion function, and CPT L was there. (not my maiden name, a real life captain in our bn) He had a clipboard and was apparently inprocessing. The top page on the clipboard said: CPT L, stove/oven, previous owner P&D (my aunt and uncle). I said to him, "HEY, how did you get that stove?" and he explained that someone in HIS family gave it to him. After some family tree climbing, we concluded that he was on D's side, but not directly. Something about Aunt Jo and her husband Wylie. This was a very odd dream.

I had another dream, actually it was before this one. I was sneaking around Lil T's new house, his mom knew I was there, but we were not wanting him to see me until the end of the day or something. He saw me through the window and started screaming in a horrible scared tone and crying and saying Moooooooommyyyyyy!!! We were both shocked at his reaction and I woke up with my chest hurting and heavy. My first thought: I think my heart just shattered. Still 1/2 asleep I envisioned a christmas ornament ball being dropped to a tile floor and shattering. This dream sucked.

But I got ok, and went back to sleep.

Dream feelings

I woke up feeling horrible.

Let's start from the beginning...or rather where we always start, somewhere in the middle. Stephen and I were having a second wedding because the pictures and/or video were messed up from the first one. I was trying to fix my hair, but every time I curled my bangs they stood straight out from my head. Christy was trying to help me fix them. Kathy was managing her children's hair. They ALL had the super curly style, like Felicity. Then I was getting upset because some people showed up to have a party at our venue (not the same place we had our wedding) and they were throwing glass bottles on the dance floor and then sliding across the glass.
I went over to where my brother and Allen C were talking and said something to them about the situation and they started making fun of the *hideous* striped tuxes I had chosen for the men in the wedding party, and my brother said something and I told him "shut up, I hate you." as I walked away from them I woke up and I felt awful and had a stomach ache. :-( Sorry Wade. I really love you!!!

WHY would you DO that??

So, I'm eating my burrito and I kindly ask SB if he would like a bite. He says yes, takes it, takes a bite, gives a few other people a bite, and then FINISHES MY BURRITO! I woke up mad and realized I was still a little irritated hours later!

Back in dreamland

Early this morning there was a ball/prom/reunion going on! It was outside, maybe on Tayor Barracks grounds (Taylor is the installation where I work). I remember I kept saying how cool it was that we had the reunion in Germany!
The other things that really stood out...Rebecca Guyton was there. I know I've tried not to use last names, but I don't know if anyone else knew/remembered her, and I didn't want to try to do some figure out the name game. She was a very sweet girl at AHS. I didn't have all our friends get together for a group picture by the photographer. I was thinking the snapshots he was taking would be good, but they weren't, and I didn't take any pictures. I was furious. Also, a blond girl whose name I can't remember who had been on the gymnastics team was there and she had a home movie of a conversation she had with a judge at one of the competitions, and all these years later, they were awarded the team competition medal for that year because there was some scandal with the way it had been judged at the time.
There were a couple other bits and pieces, but I can't recall them now. I definitely dream more when I am sleeping off and on. The Burstadter Stadfest was in FULL SWING last night and into this morning. I think we are going tonight!

Closed Door Policy

Well, since it is noontime bright at 5something AM, we have started sleeping with the blinds all the way closed and the door closed. This does not allow for any light to come in the room. Apparently this has caused my dream memory to be not-so-sharp. Instead of spending an hour or two in that between sleep and wake, I sleep soundly until Stephen announces the time and I am forced to get into the shower. The upside is that I am getting more real sleep! The downside is that I haven't had a dream to post for the last two days. I wake up with only snapshots of what I dreamed.
Stay tuned...we'll see if this is going to be long term...

Quite a bit of trouble sleeping last night. I just couldn't seem to fall asleep. Apparently I eventually did, though. I know I did because I dreamed that I went to pick up Beth at her house to go to school and her parents had built a whole house underground. It was like a storm shelter.

We went to a dinner, maybe the farewell for the General and his Mrs. Everyone was in civilian clothes. SGT E (who went to dinner with us when we went with the Women's History Month speaker) had her hair down and it looked so pretty. Then, somehow we were at a grocery store, and it was about the size of our living room. Maybe it was more of a produce market. Anway, we ran into Elizabeth Shue. They were calling her Sgt Major Shue. And then a couple of people were joking with her and calling her Sgt Major giggly. Something about the way she was laughing at the last change of command.

Somehow I went down the hall to find something and opened the wrong door. To find Rebecca babysitting a room full of kids. She had them all sitting at tables and there was a huge chart with their names, check marks for behavior and how much was owed for their keep. On the dry erase board (which was just like there would normally be a chalkboard in a classroom) it said, "Rebecca M. is affordable."

NO idea what that means.

Night before last, we were traveling around somewhere and I went out alone, got lost and accepted a ride from an elderly couple who use to live in the states. They got me even more lost and I was wandering around asking people if they knew where the Holiday France was. Then I got back to the hotel, Stephen and I went to the roof of the building and were looking out on the city when the whole building started to shake. An elephant was running down the street with the head thing with the tassles on it, like he escaped from the circus or something.

A bus, football and the media

Stephen and I and a bunch of other people were on a bus. It was a tour bus type (like the one we'll take to Venice in June) and Chris, the victim advocate for Garrison was the driver. (I had lunch with him yesterday, maybe that's why he was in there) We were doing some football playing event where we had to have these shirts. They were grey tshirts and had our position and the logo of a team and the number of the person who played that position on that team on the front and then our names on the back. Mine had the Green Bay G on the front with QB and the #4. So clearly I was the quarterback ala Favre of the Packers.
Then, we were at some assembly and the media people there were setting up and knocked over a large wooden wall divider thing nearly missing several people. (this happened yesterday at the "Safety Showdown" with the AFN guy knocking over his tripod and almost hitting a girl).
Then we were getting back on the buses, and I stepped on the wrong one and realized they were taking showers on their bus. I got back on ours and announced that it didn't matter to me if we were a little dirty, they made their bus all hot and sticky with all that showering! (It was pretty warm and sticky everywhere yesterday).
So, see? Sometimes there IS some rhyme and reason to help explain the craziness that are my daily dreams. :)

VOY

The pictures on the other blog of me with General Via and his wife, and LTC Fletcher are from the Volunteer of the Year Ceremony. All volunteers in the community are recognized. People call it the VOY. Not like Vee, Oh, Why. But voy, like it is a word.
So last night I'm dreaming that I keep telling Stephen, we're going to the voy! But I mean something else and he can't figure it out. I don't know what his problem is, but I refuse to tell him what I'm talking about.
Then, Kabbage and I are riding to the high school from Lee on a bicycle. I'm riding it, she's on the handlebars! We get there for whatever we are doing there, and I whip out my chapstick (that I got from MWR last week, it has a world globe lid) and she borrows it. But when she tries to use it, I guess it had melted so it squishes all over everywhere and we have to find tissues to clean it up. Then, it's Christmas.

Notebook by the bed

I need to put the notebook back beside the bed and write immediately upon waking. I had several dreams last night and the night before that I just cannot remember now, but I remembered them when I first woke up. In one I lived in a duplex-like house with Beth W and some of her other family members. The ones who didn't live there were there visiting because there was some big wedding or graduation going on.

Falling down on the job.

Well, in last night's weird dream...Stephen was about 70 yrs old, and he was mad at me because he came home from the field (still in the Army at 70???) and he was angry with me because I had "made some mistakes, HEA-THER!" I was all, "what's wrong??" He said I had let him run out of dr pepper and now he's back from a week in the field and what does he find? NO DP!!

???

No Appropriate Title

I don't even know where to start. CPT B (female soldier) and I were trying to push a giant truck (like the one Dreamz got from Yau Man on Survivor) out of the mud. It ran us over, but we were between the wheels so we weren't hurt. We were, however, very angry that all the soldiers were just standing around not asking if we were okay.

Then, I'm working somewhere just off the beach (Carribean looking water, not Galveston brown) and someone takes me for a drive in a giant silver SUV. We do a spin and end up in the ocean, we are sinking and all I can see is the blue water. Then somehow we drive out and we're going to be okay. My boss had been looking on my computer while I was gone, and when I got back said she was looking for the Financial Reports. I didn't do any. She was not mad, but said I would not be getting paid for the hours I should have been doing that.

There was some other stuff, but I can't remember what it was.

Crazy Car

I'm pulling into the parking garage (at CWA, but it isn't CWA, I don't know where it is) My car stalls, so I just get out and push it into the space. I don't know how it was running to begin with because now I look at it and it is like a go-cart, the metal frame type, but no motor whatsoever.

Then, I'm naked. KC and family come to pick me up and take me to Tam's house, I go to sleep. When I wake up there are clothes by the bed. I put them on and go into the living room where I see pictures of the KC family all dressed up in fancy clothes, girls with hair all curled and up and boys with ties and dress shoes, etc. I say, "what's this?" They were pictures from the wedding that had just taken place (while I was asleep) in their backyard. (I don't know who was getting married) I asked why they came to pick me up when they had this important event to attend. KC told me "because you were in trouble, car broken and naked. We wouldn't just leave you there!" The kids were looking at me like they had a million questions, and were concerned. Kind of like how they were looking at me at the St D Hosp! Seems like I was kind of messed up in the head too when they came to get me.

We went to the garage and my Uncle Jack (never dreamed about him before!) had built me a car, or rather equipped the one I had with a motor. It was all white. The car, the motor, the tires, all of it. It was driveable, but when you stopped you had to take the flywheel off or it would get chewed up. ???

There was also a brief time in the middle of all this somewhere where I was working for Ron. It was nice to see him again. I wish I could remember that part of the dream, because I know there was something significant.

Bits and Pieces

There was snow, many feet of it. We wanted to watch the football game on a huge outdoor screen. So someone turned the TV up really loud so the vibrations of the sound would shake the snow free.

I walked down the street to a friend's house (someone I don't know in my real life) and colored my hair with her and another neighbor. I think this might have been in Grant Circle (where all the officers/senior enlisted live)

There was much dinner party planning going on. "Ok, this night we'll have these people over, and this night these people, etc"

I was collecting (by donation and super sale purchases) wedding dresses to have on hand for rental at the wedding bed and breakfast.

I got upset because I put a veil in the dryer and when I was closing the door, it scraped some branches and broke them off into the dryer. The veil came out with sticks all tangled in it.

The alarm went off. That was in real life.

real life in a dream

I dreamed that my friend Adrienne from 2nd Sig hit her head on a window shade (just like I did the other day) except that she got a gash and had to have 8 stiches and it was all black and blue!

There was another one last night, but it's been too long now for me to remember. It's time to go to sleep now, and dream another dream!

Stephen dreamed I was in Greas das Musical! I was SANDY!!! :) There was a conflict, he was suppose to be teaching a class and wasn't going to be able to make it to the show!

Stephen had a loose tooth. Any by loose, I mean he kept being gross and wiggling it with his tongue! I told him to go to the dentist and he said he couldn't get in for an appt on post. (this is truly a problem right now, mostly for civilians and family members because of so many deploying and redeploying soldiers, they have priority).

Separate dream: I went out to eat with sh, tam and chr, their dhs and SB. Then we were suppose to go to a show afterwards, but everyone kept backing out. So I went by myself, and it was horrible. It was like the AMC (!!), but outside, and also resembled the drive in theater from Grease (and from the Outsiders). there was the music show going on, and then people were "dancing" but it was more like they were being vulgar and gross!

I wanted to leave, but we (I had now joined with Bets) were looking for Rayne (old neighbor of P&Ds in SB). We found someone who said their name was Heather also, but they were somehow affiliated with Rayne, so we rode the bus to the bathrooms and then I woke up.

FA-REAKY!!

BUT...It's WALMART!

Stephen and I went to Wal-mart to purchase our lawn furniture, barbeque pit, outdoor party stuff. We got our items to the counter and told them we wanted to purchase them with credit. Yes, we were applying for credit. After the person ran some numbers through the computer a couple of times and then went to "confer with a colleague", she came back to advise us that the lowest amount of credit to be extended was $300, but we didn't qualify. WHAT? But it's WAL-MART!!! She still said no. So we helped the employees who were getting ready to go to prom get dressed and on their way. There was a punky little skater girl that was wearing a pink tux. I helped her with her cumberbun (sp?)

That was it.

Vague

There was a pool. People were swimming, I was not. I didn't bring my suit, felt too fat to wear a suit and I didn't know the people. After the swimming, somehow my hair was wet even though I didn't swim (?) I put a hat on and went to work (at some place I have never worked before) I went to the office on the next floor down because no one had a hair dryer or brush in our office. My hair was dry now, but all mashed down from the hat. I tried to revive it a bit with the dryer, but my friend(don't know this person)'s boss made me leave, something about it being unsanitary to "do hair" at the office.

Now I'm somewhere with a 3 or 4 yr old KK and a 9 or 10 yr old KJ. I asked KK, "who is my girl?" She said, "Kimmerly". I said "who else?" She said "kiki". I said "who else?" and she said, "stop asking me stupid baby questions!" Then she got mad because I made her give me my wedding ring back. I looked at it, and she had "let" a diamond fall out.

Making up for yesterday's post...

I'm in the bed, in a hotel by the beach. KC's #4 comes in sleepy and having had an accident. I get him changed and walk him back to his room. Instead of the KC family room, I walk into the CGB family's room. Those 3 are all in bed in a row, #1's feet sticking out because he is too long for the bed. We continue to the next room and I get KC's #4 back in bed accidentally rousing #2 from sleep. She says, "the room smells like a fragrant bouquet." As I turn to leave, I look through the open curtains to see Frank, from my Fantasy Football League in what looks like a heated discussion with some mob type characters. Frank also looks like a mob type character (in real life).

I go back to my room and return to bed. I wonder briefly where my dh has gone but know he'll be back, so I just snuggle into the covers, listening to the wind and waves through the open patio door. It's a little too windy, so I close the door. Return to bed.

The next morning, everyone has gathered on the beach at concrete tables/benches. I see on one of the tables a book that looks just like one I had gotten and couldn't find. I snatch it and go to KC and CGB asking how it got there, who had it, etc. They are confused as to why I am so upset. I tell them how I had gotten this book for VJ and it was a present for her graduation, but then I couldn't find it. But the one I got was blank, it was for her to add pictures and stories and keepsakes. This one was full of pictures and well wishes. Turns out, ST (the wife of the commander who just left who has been instrumental in getting the FRSAs up to speed here in real life) gave that book to VJ and it isn't the one I had gotten for her. I take it back and apologize for my behavior explaining what I thought happened. We talk a second, it is awkward. On the table beside the book was a book like you look through when you open a new checking account to choose check designs, from Deluxe or Harland check printers. (??)

Then here comes DWL wearing some weird get up of jeans with long shorts over them. He says it is the newest thing, and sure enough, people all start walking by wearing jeans with shorts over them. He says, SEE??

8 MAY 2007

Sorry to disappoint. No recollection. I know there was a dream. I remembered it the first time I woke up. But after 5 snoozes...it was gone.

I said...

LUKE AND LAURA! I cannot believe that didn't get even one comment. I remember those summer days of watching General Hospital while Kabbage laid in the sun in the backyard and Wade and I tried to "block her sun" making hand shadows over a leg or whatever! and singing Gen-er-al Hos-PITAAAAL!!! (and if I was in the valley, watching in the back room until I got peer pressured into switching to Guiding Light!)
anyway, plenty of dreaming over the weekend, but I can't recall now, and didn't post over the weekend because...well...Saturday I was being lazy, and Sunay Stephen was on the computer most of the day doing a paper.
I'll get back to it tonight...stay tuned tomorrow for Monday 7 May 2007 dream!

3 MAY 2007

So so random...
ok, I work in an office with Michael Scott (the Office) and he is trying to implement a new system with time cards and punching a time clock. He can't figure out how to set the clock to punch in-out for lunch-back from lunch-out on one line. So we are working on the time clock and discussing people's hours. I guess I'm like the Pam. Then, this lady is all getting in our conversation saying that people should bring a lunch, it would be more cost effective for the company if they did so, and ate at their desks while working. She is like Angela but looks like that new girl Karen. THEN, I'm telling Michael that they have to be given a lunch and two 15 minute breaks so now I'm being HR like Toby, but I notice I am only wearing a men's button up shirt and underpants! (I have NO idea what that's about). People are trying to look in the window, so I open the door to tell them to go away, that we are having a meeting. And outside the door there is an exercise class going on, and Jim is pretending to be helping out with it (he was the one we saw looking in the window) in his work attire.

At some point I am out to eat at a restaurant at night with my mom and Stephen and I'm trying to tell them to hurry up and eat because my bike is in the back of the truck and someone might steal it!

And every time I woke up I was singing "Shot through the Heart" or "Wanted: Dead or Alive"

Also, I have a vague memory of ladeling gallons of soup into bowls and topping them with shredded cheese for the guests at the Signal Ball!

Here is what I think about the dreams:
The Office-because we forgot to watch the Office last night, we were watching American Idol OR because we watched 4 episodes we got on dvd from Shauna night before last!
The bike-because Stephen just put my new bike seat on my bike!
The songs-from American Idol.
The soup-I am off to Heidelberg to decorate for the ball!

2 MAY 2007

hhhmmm, something about the family reunion. I think someone didn't want to go because they had a party to go to. We were upset because we really wanted everyone to be there. VERY limited memory of last night's dream.

"We are such stuff As dreams are made on and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..."
--From The Tempest (IV, i, 156-157)

1 MAY

I remembered more of this when I first woke up, but here is what is left...

Does anyone remember in the early 80s when Luke and Laura on General Hospital got locked in the mall or dept store overnight? Well, I always thought it would be so cool. ANYWAY, in my dream, there was a dance contest (ala Dancing with the Stars) and Stephen and I went to watch it. It was at night, in a mall and people were dancing all around the mannequins and displays. All the people were sitting on the floor watching. And I'm pretty sure we had all snuck into the mall to hold this big event!!

aside: Luke and Laura (I just looked at this, JUST like in the dream)

http://www.angelfire.com/or3/sweetpea/Wyndhams1.mpg

http://www.angelfire.com/or3/superscoop2001/Wyndhams2.mpg

http://www.angelfire.com/or3/muffmarie/Wyndhams3.mpg

30 APR 2007

This is going to be long...

Starting somewhere in the middle as usual: We are at a hotel conference room/ballroom/pavilion type thing. Me and so many friends. All my best ones, and then some random people, too. Pat S, from ASB...she use to do Jenny Craig and I thought of her the other day when Valerie Bertenelli (I can say her last name bc she is famous anyway!) decided to go Kirstie Alley and do JCraig also. Anyway, Amy Liisa came and she had to fly in from California. (?) She said Kathy MADE ME! There were also a group of guys there, turns out this was like a bachelorette/bachelor party for Stephen and me. But we were already married, I think. So, all the girls are having to go to the bathroom, but no one wants to go to the ones there, they are gross like German bathrooms. And some didn't have doors on them.

Cut to a HUGE hotel room where everyone was crashed out on couches, beds, the floor. Just like a great big slumber party. Fade out and then back in again, and it's just me and Bill L. He said he had to take me somewhere so I could take a shower. I asked why I couldn't just take a shower there and he explained that he couldn't leave me alone because he was suppose to be watching me, but he had to go to the store and get something for his headache. Now, instead of saying my usual, "you want some Advil?" I said, " something like extra strength Tylenol?" He said no, the extra absorbant kind of tampons. WHAT?? He went into this huge discussion about it with me. He had gathered up some clean clothes for me and we got in the car to go. On the way, I asked, "so...how does this marriage thing work? I mean, sometimes I love Stephen so much I could just explode...OK, that sounded like we are 13. Is it suppose to be that way?" He said that if we are lucky and work hard, yes. It should be; it is for him and Lin.
OK. So we get to the "store". It is like a fast food restaurant, a convenience store and a sitdown restaurant all in one. As we walk through the parking lot, there are taco bell wrappers, cups, various trash everywhere. Like in piles! Then we walk in the door and there on the little carpet square in front of the door there are some chili dogs. ??? Don't step on the chili dogs!
We get inside and I go to find this shower (in telling him about it this morning, Stephen says, SO...it was a truck stop, then? I don't know). As I get toward the back there are some disgruntled employees and they are discussing how since the sitdown part was added, the whole place has gone downhill. People don't care, don't take pride in their work, etc. I start talking to them, telling them that it starts with them. They have to do what they can, no matter what anyone else does, or try to find something else. (Just don't call CPAC/CPOL/CPOC!!)

And then...I woke up.

29 APR 2007

Again w/ Jason S. He came over to our house (my brother and I, still living at home) to be babysat? Yes, he is our age, I have no idea what that was about. Then, we were going to take him home at 3 am or something, and called to see if he could just spend the night.

Somewhere in there, Greg G came over and wanted to put a new bedskirt he had made on the bed. It was purple velvet. He tried attaching it around the bed, and it would only go 1/2 way. So we ended up attaching it to the blanket that was between the top sheet and the comforter. ??? Don't ask me, I have NO idea what all that was about.

Also, during all of this, the front door was left open and when I came in, the TV and VCR was missing and I thought someone had broken in and stolen it. My brother had hidden it to teach me and/or Jason and/or my parents a lesson. Whoever left the front door open was to learn the lesson. This may have been because the other day Stephen and I left the front door of our house open all day.

Craziness.

28 APR 2007

There was a meeting. It was like an information exchange. There were FRG Leaders and FRSAs and Soldier Family Readiness Liasons, a lot of people there. Everyone was sharing ideas and learning from one another. Family members were coming in and getting information about their unit's FRG. It was great! It was how the program is intended to work.

Then...I was at some model conference. I don't know if it was about modeling, but everyone there was like those on America's Next Top Model. And I was right there in the middle of all of it. Not embarrassed that I was twice the size of those women, and we were in the pool! We were doing these twist exercises, and chatting about who knows what. It was odd. I woke up feeling like I should have been embarrassed about the way I looked, but no one cared and everyone treated everyone the same.

Question: when you dream, is there a start, middle, end? (that you remember)? I seem to only have the middle part, they just fade in and out....

27 APR 2007

There were two, but for the life of me, I can only remember one.

I was at a beach house with Tammi, Chris and Beth. I think there might have been other people there...not sure. (I decided I dreamed about a beach house because we slept with the fan on last night, it sounded like waves) I was running from room to room trying to clean, literally in a frenzy. I guess we were getting ready to leave and had to clean up. (I think I dreamed about this because I went to sleep thinking about needing to clean the house and how I was going to do it. --15 minutes per room ala Flylady) I went to take the trash out after having dumped a bunch of cereal in it-the whole bag was full of all kinds of cereal, layered in there like one of those sand art projects-and a GIANT roach came crawling out of it. BLEEEECKKK!! It was seriously hamster size! (and I might have dreamed this because there were some otters on Leno last night, one got out of the tank and ran off)
Oh, I just went to get my notebook that I started keeping by the bed. There was also a part during the cleaning where we loaded the dishwasher, and then unloaded and washed them by hand because it wasn't full and so they would be done.

Side note: When we woke up, Stephen said, "Did you have a pen in the bed earlier?" hahahaha!

26 APR 2007

3 unrelated dreams:
Janie (Carol & John's daughter) was having a birthday party. I think it was at their house, I was there and she and I were talking about the letter I sent her. Apparently, I had also sent a letter to her puppy and she told me that she read him the letter and he liked it. Carol's mom was there, and other relatives.

I went out to eat with my brother, dad and Kabbage. We were sitting in a booth at a mexican food place, and across the restaurant was Jason (I don't know if I should be putting last names on a public blog...) He is Amanda's husband, Christina's brother, and Bobby's brother in law...
He was sitting with two girls I think we went to high school with, and my brother went over to say hello. There was more to this one, I got angry about something, but can't remember what.

Visited with lil T. We were just sitting and talking. I don't know what about or where we were. I couldn't get over how big he was.

I hope to keep better notes and be more thorough with what is happening in my sleep.

This is my dream blog

I'm starting this blog to keep track of all the craziness that I dream. Since we have moved to Germany, I have dreamed so many just outright freaky things. I've dreamed frequently about lil T, sometimes about people I don't really even remember in concious times, (Ronnie Cooper from jr high??) that we got a baby pet elephant to keep in our yard here, and that we took a bus to pick up soldiers returning from downrange and take them to their homes (all people from high school and we were taking them to their parent's houses in Alvin).
So, each day I will post the previous night's adventure. Stay tuned...