Kind of fuzzy

Memory of this one...

Part of it was about the reunion. I think my brain is working it out and being okay with not being there for the high school one or my mom's side family one. In the dream, I was at a kind of pre-reunion or coctail hour kind of thing. There were about 20 people there. Angie N, Bobby B, Tiffany G, Deb Lutz, and I think she was married to Roy Mallow or someone, maybe a compilation of him and a couple other people? anyway, I think all this is from the uploaded pics to the myspace group. It was people in those pics. So, we are at the get together and I remember saying, "Is this it? Is this all that is coming?" Also, my dad told me that at his 20 yr they got 200something of 279 there. Sounded great! I don't think we will get that high a percentage. They had theirs in an airplane hanger! How cool (and 60s-ish) is that? Anyway, I woke up not fretting about missing anything. So I think this is a good thing...
Also, I dreamed that SB told me we were being moved. Then he said...in 8 months. So I had to decide whether or not to stay at the G8, go on to the FRSA job, tell them I'd only be there for 8 mo if I did, or what? There was also some issue about how if we moved in 8 months we would only have 7 left oconus, so what would happen then? because they aren't suppose to move us twice in one year. I woke up kind of fretting about this. I think staying longer than our 451 days (per the counter on the blog!)is still a concern for dreaming Heather.

Dance!

So...I'm in this play/dance/musical. I have no idea where we are, what the time frame, but in the dream that came before this, SB and I were in a bar and we were just hanging out and the bartender gave us a GIANT bucket of ice with a small person sized test tube like bottle of liquor in it. SB tried to pick it up, dropped it and we ran out of there. Anyway, in the play, I was not suppose to have to been in this particular scene. Whoever is suppose to has not shown up, so someone shoves me onto the stage, the curtain has not gone up yet, so it's totally dark. I almost fall over someone and I say, "who is that? I don't know this scene!!" The girl says, "It's me, Amy." I look down because the voice is way shorter than me. From what I can make out, this girl is one of the "steps" young uns from high school. Like Rhonda or someone, but named Amy, and I know it wasn't Colquitt. And I think it might actually be someone from here in Germany, a spouse or someone. Anyway, the lights come up and we are in a line kind of shuffling across the stage. We pass Tammy Kim (As in Tammy Kim Dance where I took dancing when I was little) and I'm all in her face, "HIIII" but that's all I say, waiting for a look of recognition. She says, "Heather, go dance!" I start to say, "but...I don't know it" I only get out, "but" and she says, "you can just watch the others, it is easy, just blend in" as she is ushering me along. Then the alarm went off. I snoozed, went back to the dream, but we were just shuffling across the stage and I was looking around. When the alarm went off again I knew I wouldn't get passed that point, so I just got up.

Orders and moves

Last night/this morning was a hodgepodge but all related to getting orders and moving. I was first dreaming that the FRSAs were in charge of putting together all the orders for all the soldiers in our brigades/battalions. SB was helping me, and while we were putting people together, we were looking for/at different soldiers we know and where they were going.
Then, we started organizing by post. First we were doing alphabetical, but that didn't make sense because we were going to have to group them by post. At some point we were on a bus doing this, headed for a hotel. I think we must have taken a group to their departure city or something. We were with a bunch of people going to Ft Sill, OK. When we got to the hotel room, Kristi B was getting ready to do some laundry in the room, I needed to do some too, so I was looking at the other washer, but someone had left clothes in there. Then, I was irritated with one of the spouses I know IRL who was there because she was determined that when the soldiers returning from Iraq got there they HAD to sign her mug. Apparently she has been getting signatures since she'd been attending homecomings. I just kept thinking, "hey, this isn't ABOUT YOU!!!"
Lastly, at some point, we were putting some scrapbooks together of family members and I had some where people had taken panoramics in several frames to be pasted together, and my uncle D was always sitting in a corner. I found that odd.
Going to make some breakfast now...

Hello...it's been a while...

Please ignore post below. SB had to do a graph for school and link it to his homework page, so he had to post it somewhere, so here it is.

I'm trying to get back to this...I've been dreaming, but not so much recording. I had a couple doozies last night, so here goes:

I should start by saying I watched the Barbara Walters special before bed, and that I got an email from AJ saying that the Duggar family of Arkansas is having their 18th child. So, sometime in the night, I was helping the KC family in a play. The kids had to be in it for school and needed adult volunteers to play teachers or something. We were suppose to walk in, sit down, and then stand up one at a time and ask "excuse me," and then something about how to properly do something (like it was a manners or etiquette class). When it was my turn to stand up, Lisa Walsh had sat on my skirt and the corner of my v-neck tshirt. I was reaching my arms straight up as I was trying to stand and they both came down about a foot. So there's my top, down around my ribcage and everyone is laughing. I'm trying to pull it up and shushing KC and LW who are laughing and I begin my lines (to my kid costar who I think is S, but may be J) with, "excuse me, that is not an appropriate way to react to such an occurrence, can you tell me an appropriate way to do so?" It was pretty funny.
THEN, different dream, SB and I are spending the weekend w/ CGB's family, but they have 18 kids (ala the Duggars). I am shocked to find that there is no fighting, a clean house, general harmony. I begin to "interview" one of the little girls. (in BW fashion) and find out that she has been adopted. She looks right into my eyes, is kind of crying and says, "I don't know why she gave me away, I was just a baby, I didn't even do anything wrong yet." BW has an adopted daughter, I didn't know that before last night, maybe this brought it up. ?? anyway, I feel like there was more to this dream, but I can't remember it. OH, and I asked CGB how she managed this harmony, and she was clueless as to what else she should expect. "what do you mean? It's just how we are." No idea that they should all be fighting, refusing to do chores, etc!
There was one more from last night, I think about the reunion, can't remember it.

A week or so ago...


I dreamed I was at a "planning meeting" for the Class of 88 reunion. The whole class was there, in a huge room, like a conference room at a hotel. We were throwing out ideas for the reunion, and Kathy O'Steen came up to me and announced that she was angry because I didn't tell her about the reunion. I started crying and told her that I'm not the planner, and I can't even go myself!
Then I realized, we WERE RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A REUNION! I mean, we were all there. I woke up thinking 2 things. #1-I have the capability to contact anyone I want, I am part of the myspace/facebook/email generation, and if I want to contact someone and catch up with them, I can do so. and #2-the "realize the situation you are IN" of being there planning it, but not taking advantage of what we actually were doing made sense.
IRL I contacted Kathy O via myspace and told her about the dream and the reunion. She had not heard about it. She probably thinks I am full on crazy.
That's all for now.

Beach Party!

I can't for the life of me remember how this dream started. When I first woke up I had it, but it faded quickly. Somewhere in the middle, we were cleaning the house (IRL is covered in dog hair and dirt from our guest and the storms we've been having) and Bill called to say he wouldn't be there that weekend. I guess he was suppose to be??? He won tickets to see "X". I have no idea what that is. So Stephen said he was going to go ahead and go to the all night Texas Hold 'em Tournament (IRL was downtown Mannheim and was Saturday and Sunday, not over night) I said okay that I'd join him sometime during the day. When I got to the beach where it was being held in a big pavillion, there was a HUGE beach party going on, all our people from America and our friends here. It wasn't for us or anything, just happened to be everyone we know (and some people we didn't). I had a hotdog and some chips, I think, but the reason I remember it is because it was on a hamburger bun. Not the hot dog, but the whole meal. It was a dinner plate hamburger bun! And some girl kept coming over and grabbing chips. "THANKS!!!" she'd say and I would scowl at her.

Long time no bloggable dreams...

It's been a while. Last night I was working at a bank type place, but it was running checks through a clearing house. Christy worked there, too, and some other people that I don't remember but I know are familiar. We were all in a training and someone said that we were suppose to all get a company credit card. It was not like use the card and the company pays the bill. It was like we worked at Bank of America and it was the BOA card. It was 0% interest, and we had to find an application in a magazine. They had stacks of magazines and we were suppose to look in them and find the application and do it. Then, it was time to leave and there was a lady that had just walked in. I took her over to customer service bc her credit card wasn't reading properly. Dona (lady who works at the bank IRL here in Mannheim) was helping her and this other lady was telling me how she was just pretending to look it up. She'd ACTUALLY do it tomorrow, but they had already shut down their systems bc it was 4pm. Um…ok.

Then I went to look at this house I was going to rent from Dona. It was giant, so many rooms, and each room had several beds. I guess I was going to rent it myself, and she had said it would be $450. I told her maybe I'd get a roommate since it was so big. She said, ok, but that it was not $450, it was $500. I acted like that was some giant sum more than the original quote. Then I said that Lori and Damon could live with me. Where was Jake? Don't know. Where was Stephen? Don't know. The house just kept getting bigger, everytime I turned a corner there was a different room. And it was all very victorian decorated.

Later, I was skiing and just kept saying how great the snow conditions were. "See? This is how I like it! Not too powdery, not too packed!!" and I was doing SO GOOD! Just skiing along like it was nothing! :)