Thursday, March 26, 2009

Dreams of a Crazy Woman

Thank you friends for all the well wishes. The Rocket Scientist is back at work. The 1st One is back to school. The Wild Child has bronchitis, but is now on the mend and My Son and the Little Jamaican, it is believed by the doctor that, they have allergies. So things are looking up around here.

When the alarm went off this morning the first thought in my head was something left over from a dream. Not a pleasant dream, not really a nightmare either. It was just enough to make me question taking Benadryl before bed. The thoughts going through my head when I awoke were these: "It is so sad that Mick Romney is dead." I need to disclose that I know no one named Mick, not a Romney or other wise. So as I am trying to get conscious I realize this and wonder if something happened to Mitt Romney. Fortunately after scanning the news for 10 minutes, it would appear that the previous presidential hopeful is just fine.

There have been other times that in a dream my Rocket Scientist has done something unsavory and I have awakened very angry with him. Why is that? I know that it was just a dream, though, I am still furious with him. Poor guy, he has to pay for what my mind makes up at night.

Then there is the dream I had when we were still somewhat newly-weds. The Rocket Scientist's mom had passed away in November and his dad decided that a family ski vacation to Mammoth was in order. So in January, we joined his family on said ski trip. We all stayed in a condo in the area. The second level of this condo was a loft that was open to below. There were two queen size beds up there. So the RS and I took one bed and the RS's younger brother and the love of his life took the other. Below in the family room, my FIL slept on the couch and a couple of the RS's older brother's kids slept in sleeping bags on the floor. I am dreaming away one of those nights about having to make it to my best friend's wedding and that I can not get the Rocket Scientist off the mountain so that I can go get ready. I continue to plead my case. As the dream goes on, the RS is now driving me to the wedding and even though there is still time for me to shower, he is ignoring my requests. I become more persistent that I want to take a shower. I begin repeating over and over again, "I want to take a shower! I want to take a shower! I want to take a shower!" In my dream, I get louder and louder as it seems that my demands are falling on deaf ears. It wasn't long after that I was awakened to my husband trying to quiet my yells, my SIL snickering, and my BIL telling me to take a shower then. Fortunately, I woke no one below. To make this story complete, I need to say that, yes, I was mad at the RS all day long that day. Yes, I was allowed a shower, but I was already ticked, though not his fault.

My question to you now is, do others pay for what you dream about?

10 comments:

orangemily said...

Wow, things are looking up for you!
No, I can't really say anyone has paid for my dreams.

carrielt said...

I've found out that when I take Advil PM I have horrible dreams. The last time I took it I dreamed that Trixie and I were going for our nightly run and a charging bull got us. It was so real I jumped out of bed and grabbed her to make sure she was alive. I no longer take Advil PM, but Tylenol PM works fine with no nightmares.

Karen said...

I seriously cannot remember the last time I dreamed. I either don't sleep long enough for a dream to happen or I'm so exhausted that I just don't remember anything other than hitting the pillow a few hours before.

Jen said...

the sure is a STRANGE dream.

Nancy said...

Oh that made me chuckle. I have had so many times when my mood has been affected by a dream. Which has lead me to wonder if some of those times when we wake up feeling all mad or grumpy but don't know why might even stem from our subconscious still being unsettled by a dream we've already forgotten.

Jess said...

I've done the same thing!
Last week when I was visiting my family I had a dream that my new SIL was being very hateful to me and my kiddos. I was very short with her the next day because it took me awhile to realize that hadn't happened. OOPS!!
My hubby has had a couple dreams before where I have paid for it! Not fun on either end!!
I'm glad everyone is on the mend.

Tash said...

I hate those vivid dreams that make no sense cuz they sure feel real!!

Krista said...

I dream that I'm on vacation and I need to buy some souvenirs and that I forgot to see someone while I was there. It's always kind of panicky.

cat said...

I think I am too tired to remember my dreams at the moment!

Screwed Up Texan said...

I always have the strangest dreams when I eat right before I go to bed. They can be anything from racecars chasing me to The Incredible Hulk eating a fish sandwich.