Scotland and Stupid Sticky Notes

Let me start off by saying that despite not posting for almost a month, I have been having a ton of dreams.  The problem has been that I'll have one, wake up when it's over in the middle of the night, think it over, and decide that yes, I'll be able to remember this in the morning.  Then I end up waking up and not remembering it at all, or remembering one tiny detail that is useless without the rest of the dream, and so not worth writing up.

Luckily, I had two dreams last night, both of which I remember.

The first one was about and epic trip to Scotland.  But a Scotland that was located much closer to Canada than England.  Let me draw you a map.

Anyway.  I was at home and hanging out with Elliott and Gary.  We decided that we wanted to do a ten day trip to Scotland, and kind of bounce around cities and sights and maybe do a little sightseeing in Canada too.  So we plotted out a route.  Somehow though, word got out to people.  And then EVERYONE wanted to go.  Let me list just a few of the people who were involved in this dream: Kevin, Erik, some more SciOly kids (mostly just the guys), Stephanie, Sydney, Aline, Sheree, some other random SWE girls, Juliana.....and there were probably another 20 people.

Originally we (Elliott, Gary and I) were planning on just staying at hostels.  But once the millions of people decided they all wanted to come, we had to switch to hotels.  But then that got expensive, so we decided that we would camp and drive around in RVs.  So then we had to gather up camping equipment and food and stuff and pack.  But my dream skipped over this part and straight to being in Scotland.

It was night time, and time to set up the tents.  However no one wanted to do it, and so it was a pain in the butt to make people do what they were supposed to be doing.  I feel like Erik was supposed to be in charge of organizing people to set up tents, but he was too busy playing with a computer, because I remember yelling at him about being distracted.

Then, once everything was set up and people had eaten, Juliana waltzes (literally, she was dancing) in, carrying a super elaborate wedding-looking cake.  Apparently it was her birthday and she got a super fancy cake* and was bringing us (Stephanie, Sydney, Aline, Sheree, other SWE girls) the leftovers.  It was really good cake though.  Then I assume everyone slept, because the next thing I remember, we're trying to get everyone to pack things up so we can all get in the RVs and go to the next place we wanted to visit.  But then people were complaining about not knowing where to put the plates and that they lost something and couldn't find it.

It was at that point I got fed up with people and woke up.


I debated getting up for good, but I was still kind of sleepy, so I decided to go back to sleep.

In my second dream, Jake and I lived in what I assume was an apartment, although it could have been a house, because we were having other people move in with us too, we had just been the first ones to get there.  We had already set up the living room to have bookshelves EVERYWHERE, and had already put most of our books on them.  Our new roommates were Aleeza and Thomas.  In my dream, I'm pretty sure Aleeza was single and Thomas had a crush on her.  Anyway, Aleeza moved in next, and claimed her own bookshelf.  Between the three of us, we pretty much had all the shelves filled.  Then Thomas showed up** and wanted to add his books to the collection, but there wasn't an empty bookshelf for him to claim, so he was going to have to spread his out on all the bookshelves and use the empty shelves that Jake, Aleeza and I weren't using.  Then I started freaking out about what if someone gets confused and moves out and steals all my books?!?!  So then I tried to find some sticky notes to label which shelves had whose books on them, but none of the sticky notes were sticky enough, and so I finally woke up because I was angry at the sticky notes not working. :(

*The cake kind of looked like this but it was square and kind of a shimmering gold with pink flowers on it and no bow on top.

**Thomas also came with some 11x17" artwork that he wanted me to frame and put on the walls, but there was like, no wall space in this room.

Holy vivid dreams, Batman!

Yesterday:
Dream 1:
I had parents, but they were different than my real parents.  The house was different too, although I was the same.  The 'parents' were fostering other kids, and 'mom' was paranoid about something and decided that everyone had to pack everything up and that we were going to move the next day.  I was like, ok, but I doubt we can get everything packed overnight.  So I went upstairs to my room and opened my closet.  Unlike other children, my closet was not full of clothes.  It was full of books.  Text books and reading for fun books and kid's books.... all sorts.  That meant that they wouldn't pack up easily since they were different sizes, and after taking a half hour to pack one box up, I went back downstairs and was like, yeah, this isn't going to happen.  That's all I remember of that dream.
Dream 2:
I was in a tiny powder blue four door car, like a Yaris or something.  I was traveling somewhere with Belinda, James, Mike and someone else.  I know there were five of us because Belinda and James were in the back seat, there was someone in the passenger's seat, and I was driving, and then Mike showed up and we squished him in between the driver & passengers seats.  We got to wherever we were going, and found a parking spot.  It was one of those ones that are at the edge of a parking lot by the grass.  The grass led to this really steep hill, and at the bottom of the hill was the building we were going to.  After whatever it was that we were attending was over, James, Belinda and I went back to the car (dunno what happened to Mike and the other person).  But now we were more or less parked in.  There were giant SUVs or Hummers or something on both sides, close enough that the doors could only open like three inches.  Maybe four.  The stupid tiny car didn't have a back hatch we could crawl through, so our options were waiting, or magic.  The dream chose magic, and somehow James got me and Belinda in the backseat, and then got in the front seat himself, calling the two of us idiots and acting all James-like.  Then we drove away, but I feel like we were also possibly being chased by bad guys, because I have a vague recollection of zooming through the parking lot and taking a corner on two wheels, but that might have just been how James drives.

Last night:
Dream 1:
Shit.  I remembered this.  I even took three snapshots of different parts of the dream in my head so I could remember the whole thing.  Now I don't.  I was all proud of myself too, until I fell back asleep and had Dream 2.  And apparently Dream 2 made it so I forgot my snapshots of Dream 1.

Dream 2:
I don't know what happened, but it was disturbing enough to make me get out of bed.

4 dreams...

First up is a dream I had several days ago and have just been too lazy to write up.  Then are three that I had last night.

1.
I was somewhere, maybe some camp or something, and there was this old kind of creepy guy.  There was a little bridge, like the kind you get to go over the storm water in your back yard garden, or the type they use for crossing over at boy scouts or girl scouts.  It was sitting in front of a small pond, and on the other side was a little gazebo thing that was partially enclosed.  There was some pretty dense bushes in the general area from the 2nd half of the pond back past the gazebo.  There were little pumpkins scattered on the ground.
The guy told me to pick a pumpkin and take it into the gazebo, and that then I could talk to the spirit of the rabbit that was living in the pumpkin.  So I picked a pumpkin, and went down one of the paths that led to the back of the gazebo, and set it down on a railing, and I found out about the life of some random bunny.

...which reminds me of another dream:
1.5
At some point in the past couple of weeks, I had a dream that Pinto, a.k.a. Bunny had died, and I was so, so, so sad.  And then I was all, "Oh no! Girl Bunny! [a.k.a. Millie] she must be so sad too!"  And then I went and cuddled with Girl Bunny and kept being sad about Bunny dying. :(

2.
First dream from last night:
There was a bag of clothes that were ready to be donated to the Salvation Army that were sitting on a chair by the front door.  On the back of the chair was one of my favorite jackets that I was going to wear.  I went to the closet to look for a scarf to wear, and dad went and took the bag and the jacket and took it without me knowing.  Then I had to find a different jacket to wear and follow dad to the GIANT Salvation Army store, where they had already put it on a rack.  So then I had to dig through all the racks to try and find it.  Dunno if I ever did though, because then it switched to the next dream.

3.
I was at a used bookstore with mom, and had a sudden need to find a very particular book.  It was a book that I apparently already owned, but that I needed to buy again (dunno, dreams are weird).  Of course, I didn't know the title, author, or what it was about, just a vague idea of what the cover looked like and that it was a hardcover book.  I started climbing on tables and looking through every single bookshelf trying to find it.  Unable to find it, we went home, where I went to my bookshelf and found it and pulled it out.  It looked nothing like what I had been describing.  Then we were in a car going somewhere, but I don't know where, because then the next dream happened.

4.
I was in charge of this carwash with like two other people.  At this carwash, kids would come to drop off the cars, and I was responsible for keeping track of what kid went with which car, and also entertaining the kids while their cars were being washed.  Dunno where all the adults were.
So I had this little book of different activities that we could do, and of course the kid (who has a dog), wants to do some weird coin toss game, so I had to run around trying to find the coin toss things.  I couldn't find them, so I conferred with one of the people who was helping to run it, and she didn't know where the stuff was.  So I had to go back to the kid and explain that he couldn't do that activity.  Then he got sad, and sat on the ground, and his dog got kind of angry, and started gnawing on my hand.  It wasn't painful or anything, just kinda.. weird.  Then I woke up.

Two in one!

Last nigh I had two dreams!  The first was weird, the second was kind of exciting.


First dream:  It was like I was actually in a minecraft world.  I was in some tunnel/cave exploring and putting candles down and opening all the chests I found in there.  Then all of a sudden I was like, ow, my stomach hurt.  So I dug my way out of the left wall to the outside (only one block to go through, and somehow I knew that).  So I get out, and my sister is there.  Yup, in the dream I had a sister.  She was pretty awesome.  And so I told her my stomach hurt, and she was like, "Oh! Maybe you're pregnant too!"  And I'm just like "Um... what? No."  And it turns out that she had unprotected sex with her boyfriend and two days later got an IUD and then missed her period and found out she was pregnant.  And I was like, "Wait, don't you have an IUD? How are you preggers?"  But it was the sex before it got put in that made her pregnant, and in her own words: "I got grandfathered in!"  (Because it happened before the IUD.)

So anyway, weird dream where I had a sister who was pregnant.  >.>


Second dream:  I was in someone's house, maybe my mom's house in the future, or some other relative's imaginary house.  They had like zero food, and I was hungry, so I went down to the basement to look for food down there.  I found a box that had like two tins of tuna*, so I brought the box upstairs to make the tuna.  Then I noticed that there was a book in the bottom of the box, so I took it out.

It was a Disney book from the 40's with glass and tissue paper pages.  Like, there'd be glass, and on either side would be tissue paper pages with the words and pictures on it.  Because apparently, before books were made out of paper, they were made out of sheets of glass (covers were like the covers on golden books).  So then I get all excited about how I found this old book in perfect condition, when I notice there is a photograph in the bottom of the box also.  It looks like it was taken at Christmas.  It had my grandpa sitting in a chair, and then my uncle is on the floor.  There is another person in the picture who was the same uncle, but that doesn't make sense.  My uncle is wearing pretty neat looking glasses (titanium across the top, and then the rest are plastic... I know, that description is horrible, but they looked super cool in the dream), and the other guy who looks like he is also my uncle, but older and with a huge bushy grey beard, is wearing those giant hipster glasses.  But since my uncle can't be in the same photo twice, we're just gonna assume the guy with the beard is a stranger.

So then it's time for me to go to a park with my parents, my brother, his best friend, his best friend's parents and siblings, and one of my friends (not sure who).  We are at the park, because the parents have to meet a contractor to do work on both houses, and for some reason they had to drag all the kids along.

My friend and I are sitting off to the side, and she asks me about my brother's best friend's family and why they have so many kids.  I tell her that the parents had seven kids, and then they had to adopt two more because those kids' parents died in a car crash and the parents had been friends.  Then I showed her the stuff I found in the tuna box, and she was kind of intrigued, but apparently was not as interested in a glass book from the 40's as I was.

*The tuna was also from the 40's, so it was probably a good thing there was the book and photo to distract me.  60+ year old tuna does not sound tasty.