Dreaming of NOLA

New Orleans, originally uploaded by LeaSc.

In my dream last night, my husband and I set off in the car for New Orleans along with our friends Becky, Nathan, Katie and Clay. Somehow we all fit comfortably into what looked like a regular sized car. Dream physics ROCK.

In any case, we arrived at the city and were hitting up strange corridors of the French Quarter that don't really exist. I was just sad that this was only one of a series of dreams last night, so it didn't last nearly as long as I would've liked. I'm exhausted today, but I appreciated the vacation last night!

Twisted Plots

Deadeye, originally uploaded by KID DEUCE.

It seems that my dreams have all become random horror movies with celebrity casting. Last night was one of those strange dreams where I feel like I'm watching and acting out one of the roles at the same time. This time around, my "character" was visually portrayed by Kate McGrath from Merlin. Not too shabby, right?

A lot of the plot detail was lost on me, but I (I'll refer to the main char as me since I was her most of the time... if that makes any sense whatsoever) was staying in this weird little town somewhere with my family. I can't remember if we'd won the vacation or what, but slowly we began to realize that the whole place was messed up. Odd things would happen and either no one would listen or they'd ignore it. Everything in town seemed to revolve around us - normal conversation totally changing if we entered a room, people behaving strangely.

There was one guy (played by Russel Crowe) who kept acting like he was going to tell us what was going on and never doing it. At some point, I gave up after a particular weird interlude involving a guy who dressed himself up in, like, a suit of stuffed animals and chased people around a cave including my sister. I went to the bar and met a guy who actually seemed nice (played by Stephen "Twitch" Boss). He was a forest ranger from a national park nearby, but before I could tell him everything that had been going on, he had to leave.

We eventually found out that the whole town was run by this weird guy who pretended to be a rock star but was in reality a monster or alien or something. Somehow we got out, and we were all hurrying to get to my wedding (oddly never did see my fiance). While we were getting the venue (some sort of community event building) ready, the forest ranger showed up and said he had something to show me. I asked why he was there, but we were already into the other room, and he pointed to the TV screen. It was a video of one of the people from the town with my sister.

I never did figure out what was going down or how it turned out. I'm hoping that the Russel Crowe dude decided he was on our side and saved my sister while I rode off into the sunset with the cute ranger, personally ;)

Visits and Fashion and Family

Where the Streets are Made of Gold, originally uploaded by Sue Pennyfield.

At the start of my dream last night, my mom was taking Wes and I to stay at a friend's vacation home. Oddly her friend was an old art teacher of mine, but in the context of the dream, she apparently knew him better than I did. When we got to the house, we realized it looked like someone as already staying there. We were confused since he'd said we'd have the place to ourselves, but we figured maybe his son crashed there for a night or two and just didn't clean the place up again. It was posh with everything from a swimming pool to a gorgeously manicured lawn.

In time we realized that the other people staying there were our family. My uncle's ex wife, my cousin (who I was genuinely happy to see), and my uncle who we've been having all the real life issues with. Grandma was there as well. At one point she and I were going through some drawers to clean out one of the rooms so we could stay in it and we found an old gold skirt that had been hers. She said I could have it, and the strangest part was that it fit (she's a half foot or more shorter than me).

I was actively working to avoid my uncle so that there would be no drama during the visit. We just wanted to have fun. I was doing one of my rounds through a hallway to get away from him when my papau walked through on his way to get breakfast. He just said, "Morning, sweetheart," and moved on through. He was wearing his usual robe, his hair was all ruffled from being asleep, and I seemed to be the only one who thought it was strange that he was there.

All in all, a strange night of good and bad.

Unplanned Vacations

July 10th 192/366 . . .Toby at Baker Beach, originally uploaded by TulipFleurs (busy mode here and there).

Back to the ocean again! Wes, mom, Kathy and I were on vacation with the puppies. We arrived at the hotel where we were supposed to stay and our room wasn't ready. There was a waiting room (literally a hotel room, however, not a lobby) where we were put to wait. We were lying on one big bed with the dogs and there was an older lady on the next bed over. We weren't paying attention and Otis got up onto her bed. She seemed charmed rather than annoyed and gave him some attention.

Eventually we were able to go up to our actual room, and then we realized that Wes hadn't reserved the space at the resort we were going to the next day like he was supposed to. As it turns out, when we looked it up, the really beautiful beachside resort we had wanted to stay at (and one I've visited in previous dreams) was closed for a few days, so we were scrambling to find another location that would be as nice.

Before we could find one, however, the alarm brought me back to reality. D'oh!

Cults are Bad, Mmmkay?

Last night I dreamt that Wes I were on some sort of vacation. It involved going to an island or something on a small boat with some other people. The other people seemed nice enough, but as the trip wore on, things got weirder and weirder. I can't remember what specifically was tipping me off, but the whole thing made me uneasy.

We arrived at some point and entered an absolutely massive old house. It was really more like an old school or English manor or something. Everything was nice and antique and fancy. I kept telling Wes that I really wanted to leave, but he didn't want to. Finally they were showing us to rooms or something, and Wes mentioned that he'd brought our dogs. I was furious since I was already thinking about running from the people I was pretty sure were crazy, and now I had to figure out how to get the dogs safe too.

Eventually I found some time while everyone was in a meeting (before which I begged Wes once again to come with me) to slip away. I went downstairs to the basement since it was the only part I hadn't seen and there were animals everywhere. They were in cages stacked up to the ceiling. Whether they were all pets of the various people in the place or not I didn't know. I ran through the room and let all the animals out, knowing that our dogs would follow me and the other critters would go attack the employees in the cult headquarters. I also set some kind of explosives or something like that and then hightailed it out of there. On the way out, I saw a groundskeeper who had helped me open some locked doors and told him to come with me. The dogs caught up with me then, so we made a break for it.

We all ran until we got to the next down, which was all decorated in a sort of steampunk vibe. We went into some antique store/bed and breakfast just to try and find a place to rest. I was starting to realize that he was actually a member of the cult keeping an eye on me, so I was trying to act normal around him and claimed that I'd gotten us a room so we could rest before moving on. I also saw someone I knew from high school (can't recall who now) who was in a steampunk-y wheelchair. I can't remember what she told me (something about the groundskeeper, I think) and then my alarm went off.

I made Wes promise when I got up that if I ever gave him warnings about crazy people being in a cult, he had to listen.

Road Trippin'

Yet another involved dream last night. It started with me talking my friend Ashley to class. She'd gone back to school to get some sort of medical degree, and for some reason I was driving her. I even took her into the building and walked her in. It was strange, though, because we had to walk through two other large classrooms to get to hers. By the time I dropped her off, I was walking through classes in progress on the way out to get to the hall where I was going to wait. I wasn't embarrassed by doing this so much as annoyed that the school had planned their schedules and their layout that way. Who does that?

Then Ashley was taking me somewhere. We were driving at night, and we had to pull into a garage (where they fix cars, not where owners put cars) with a few lights on to read the map. We apparently figured it out because after we got back in the car the dream jumped again.

I was in a big SUV with my friends from high school. Cody was driving, and Paul and Joey and I were all sitting in the front seat with him. Somehow it was a big enough car that it wasn't uncomfortable despite that. We were all catching up and talking, and I was struck by how comfortable it all was. I was using Paul's head as a pillow, and we were all piled in there, and yet we were totally and completely at ease. Then suddenly my friend Nicky as in the back seat with her daughter, but her daughter was younger than she really is since she was about toddler aged and wearing diapers. We were on our way to the beach, so we were going to stop so that Nicky could get her daughter a swimsuit and I could find one too. Unfortunately I woke up before we got there. Bummer!

Strange Convention

Somehow I knew I was on the way to A-Kon. It was Wes and I with Otis. We were in a big glass elevator that was absolutely bizarre. Instead of just going up and down the building, it went up and down on the outside of the building, and it flipped over the top to go back down the other side. Given my fear of heights, just watching it freaked me out. And for some reason once Wes dropped Otis and I off (why Otis was with me, I don't know), we had to wait in the elevator until my sister got there.

We would stop on the floors and I saw people dressed in their cosplay stuff, and that did make me feel better. I was excited even though I was scared. I was also annoyed with myself because I'd forgotten Otis' leash, so I was going to have to carry him once the elevator stopped (for some reason I knew he wouldn't run off of the elevator).

Then I woke up a little, and when I drifted back to sleep, I was in the elevator, but Otis wasn't there anymore. Instead I was in it with Melissa and her ex husband and kids. Strangely, though, her ex wasn't the same guy. Same name, but he was Indian, and so while her son looked the same for some reason, her daughter looked younger and looked like she was Indian. It was like one child looked like Mel and the other looked like the dad who wasn't exactly the dad. Very odd.

We were all stuck on the elevator for the night, but the elevator had become huge - it was more like an old storehouse or something than an elevator, and we were all trying to find comfortable spots to sleep in. Then finally the alarm saved me from any further bizarre dreams.

Girl Time

Last night I had a dream that I was going with a group of other women on a "girl week" kind of vacation. Most of the women weren't people I know in reality - or at least not that I remember knowing - with the exception of a couple (my boss, Melissa, and one other woman who I couldn't recall once I woke up). In the dream, I knew them all and we did the vacation thing out to a cabin one of them owned every year.

Outside the cabin was a beautiful lake, and myself and another woman realized we didn't have suits. After we painted out the annual canvas (we painted over and repainted a particular canvas as a group every year), we decided to go into town and see a movie and get the few things that some of us had forgotten. Though the trip was planned, the exact departure date had been unexpected or moved up or something, so I had gotten all flustered and forgotten some things. Apparently I wasn't alone. We had just gotten to the really cool theater when I woke up.