Battle of The Ants-Dream

It's been a while that I wrote about my dreams. Here is a recent one.

I'm dressed in military camouflage pants, shirt and helmet equipped with a big gun that looks like a cannon. I'm in a squad room which actually looks like a hospital nursing station. My commander is telling us we are being surrounded by hundreds of ants.

Feeling like I am in a video game, I exit the squad room and walk into the middle of thousands of ant hills with millions of tiny ants coming at me. I start shooting. Orange flare from my cannon like gun evaporates the hills and ants.. After what seemed like hours, our team leader states we have had a successful mission.

We all cheer as we walk back to the squad room. Our commander, which is actually a cousin, Karin commands we need to debrief and then we can go home.

As I wait my turn, I call my mom. My mom is upset because evidently I was suppose to get home before Mass. I told her I would try but had to debrief and it may take an hour. She reminds me (Without having to because I heard it all before) that mass Mas in a hour and asked how was I suppose to make it. I told her I could only do what I can.

Next scene: I am running into the church, Mass is almost over. Everyone turns. I look for my Mom where she usually sits but she is not there. The attendants all point the other direction. She walks to me and told me it was about time.  She and dad wanted to bring me eat. I explained to her I had to debrief. She said she did not even know I was in the army and how was I allowed to be in the army with my disability. I told her it did not take much convincing, She gave me one of her trademark looks of exasperation. I thankfully woke up.

Do I really want to analyze this: Oh what the hell.

ANTS: MyHubby and I went to our land the other day and we were discussing how we needed to get a hold of the ants and devised a plan.

ARMY: No clue.

MOM AND Dad: I don't know. Maybe its a sign for me to call and touch base with them.

KARIN, MY COUSIN: Recently I read some of her posts. Why is she the commander. No idea!

HOSPITAL SETTING: Maybe I've seen many of my Facebook friends and family members have been in the hospital or went to the doctor. I've also been sick. Feeling better though.

MASS: The incident with BabyGirl with her church in my last post.

If you have any thoughts, feel free to share.

And as always thanks for stopping by!

We've Got Power--Easter Sunday-Dreams

As I've said previously, one of our neighbor's grandkids and kids were driving us nuts. Neighbors Are Stupid explains it all. Well yesterday, we noticed people were bringing stuff down including mattress and headboards. We couldn't believe she was actually MOVING because of our complaint. We believe they moved to another apartment down the street. We weren't requesting her to leave. When we talked to the manager, we told her that there was nothing against the neighbor, it was just her family who did not live there but came nearly every day with their loudness.

I guess that since she is moving, her sassy-needs-his-butt-spanked grandchild thought they were moving anyway and stomped up and down this morning. Once, he was walking down and he dropped his X-box. I know its Easter and I should be nice but I thanked God for paying back that brat. The X-Box didn't break into pieces but it surely slowed him down.

At last! We don't have to pay worry about our cars or stomping up and down. God answers.
                          
                                                                EASTER

My BabyGirl and her girlfriend came. The roomie didn't come. My meal came out great although I hardly ate anything. I don't know what it is with me lately but my appetite is gone. You know how you eat something and it feels like its only growing...well that's how it is for me. I am sorry. I know that was gross.

MyLove, Babygirl, Girlfriend and I had a nice get-together. They seemed to enjoy it. I was telling the Girlfriend my experiences with God to explain to her why I believed in him and my daughter started crying. I hate doing that to her.

When Layla was conceived I asked God to make her my miracle baby. She didn't have to be perfect, afterall, who is? He answered my prayer and gave me my Babygirl. When she was born, when I prayed I asked God to please let me live until she graduated high school. He answered the prayer.

She once told me after she graduated I need to ask him to keep me for her on the earth until she graduates college. I pray and ask him but I know if something would happen to me, she would do just fine.

Anyway, we talked about other stuff, it was a great day and I got to know her girlfriend more. She is such a great person.

I've been through alot with Layla and her boyfriends then girlfriends and I can say she is one of the best she's dated.



DREAMS

As usual I've been having weird dreams but haven't written them down.

Last night I had a dream that my Ex was chasing me with a lamp shade with a sword at the end. He was chasing me around a big round table I've never seen before. I haven't seen the lampshade or sword either, that I can recall.

I was throwing bowls, plates, everything I could grab, to delay him. It worked for some time but right when he was going to catch me, I woke up.

This afternoon, after the girls left, I sat her and fell asleep for a short nap and all I can remember is a glass falling and as I was trying to catch it, it kept falling. Go figure!

Hope everyone had a safe and great Easter weekend!





Layla surgery/Special Needs Dream

Dream/Layla Surgery

Last night my dream that I remembered took place at my Granny's old house on the Island. Her kitchen backyard window was a huge drive up window. My mom and Aunt Sharon was in the dream but I do not remember their purpose.

We had Special-need kids come by busload. Some had Down's, a few had some other retardation, and some were physically challenged. The buses would stop in front of the window about 20 feet back and they would all RUN to the window making their preferences perfectly clear what they want.

They commanded, “Coke with Ice.” “Coke without ice” “Dr. Pepper” “Dr. Pepper with ice.” “No ice in Dr. Pepper.” Some just wanted water. We didn't have water. Their little faces told 'us' (I just feel there were some other people helping.) what they thought about no water. Some we convinced to try a Dr. Pepper or Coke. Some just weren't swayed.

Between busloads I would go into the living room to watch TV and before I knew it someone (Maybe Mom or Aunt Sharon?) was yelling bus is coming and I had to rush because for some reason we did not want them to wait.

You have to understand to get from the kitchen to the living room, you have to pass through a large dining room and bedroom. Her house was big but it was twice the size in my dream!

Reason I dreamed this: Hmm I've been thinking of Granny a lot and I guess 'reconnecting with my family on that side” is triggering things. Special-needs kids: Although I hate admitting it, I was a special needs child for my mom and it was so rough for her with society as it was in 1960s and the ADA wasn't around then. Also I was looking at a Christmas postcard of my long time cyber friend who has a special needs child explaining to My Love who they were. Maybe its telling me to get off my butt and join the advocacy for disability rights.

For those who don't know yet. Layla is having surgery tomorrow, Thursday on her shoulder. She has had shoulder problems for a couple of years and had surgery on it once before last year. The doc said 9 out of 10 patients do not need to have the surgery again. Layla is unfortunately that one that does. She will need to deal with her possible limitations concerning karate and her athleticism. Please pray for her recovery and her coping. Unfortunately, she didn't win in the stubbornness department with parents concerned because her father and I are both stubborn. I learned long time ago, do what you can and take it day by day.

Wood Chopping, Pregnant BFF, Kid skips school and what's for dinner-Dream

In my dream last night I was in my home I lived in when I was married. It seemed bigger and the window and porch was on the side of the trailer instead of the back. Instead of a neighborhood there was only land all around with a barbed-wire fence.

My daughter, dad and I were discussing where I wanted to go eat. I kept telling dad wherever.

In the meantime, a Sam Elliot kind of guy with darker hair and an unknown buddy knocked on my door. When I answered it, he asked if any of us wanted a job. I excitedly accepted. I got in my car (Don’t know what kind, it just seemed larger), drove to the backyard and rolled down my window. They would give me a slat of wood and I would saw it with a little saw. I felt accomplished.

Scene changed with my BFF, JM visiting with a newborn baby. I kept saying, “Awww look how cute, can I hold it?” She handed me the baby. This scene happened repetitively for a while.

Scene changed back to Dad and me continuing our conversation about what I wanted to eat. I told him whatever but was thinking steak. He kept giving options but I kept saying whatever.

Layla comes in the room and I asked her what the hell she was doing home, she was supposed to be at school. She was about 8 or 9 and I remember that short set she wore at Gulf Shores. She blatantly admitted she skipped school. I couldn’t believe what she had just blurted. I thought for a minute and asked her if she skipped school the day before and she shrugged and said, “Yea.” I yelled at her that she was punished!

I woke up.

Analysis: Sam Elliot: We watched November Christmas last night. Randal asked if I wanted to watch it. I told him yea but I’d probably cry and that I did.

Chopping wood: Maybe because of the Christmas trees in the movie.

BFF having a baby: LMAO. I’m sure she would like that NOT. Maybe because my niece is pregnant? Or I was looking at pics on FB yesterday.

Dad and I talking about what to eat—No idea. Maybe because I am planning Dad’s birthday lunch Sunday.

Layla skipping school—Hmm don’t know but she was young again. Maybe I secretly wished she would be younger. I wonder if she skipped school. Layla, are you willing to respond? J

Writing Down Dreams

It seems this blog has taken off to the Dream theme. So here I am.

Monday, I remember dreaming. However, I can't remember what it was. I remember thinking, 'Remember this dream'. Turned over and went back to sleep. I woke up and there you have it, I couldn't remember the dream.

I put a pad and pencil on my bedside for Tuesday. I remember dreaming and waking up. I repeated the dream in my head several times and thought I really should write this down. I was so tired and said to myself, 'Nah, I'll remember this one." Again, I forgot.

Last night, I dreamed. I couldn't remember one and the one I remember is all scattered. Of course, alot of my dreams are scattered. But anyway...

In my dream last night (or to be technical, this morning) I was in this house and I could look out the window and see houses that were being built in another place. Place as in different country or state. These homes had lights all around them and I was amazed how I could see them building the homes from so far away.

Then Layla came into the picture and told me that she was going to buy me a house and take care of me. I told her that she didn't have to, I was fine. She kept telling me she needed to. She said she would take care of me then go to school. I told her that didn't make sense. She had to go to school, make a career for herself and then, if I need, she can help me but until school is finished, she was not to worry about me.

Dream switched to being at my friend's house, JoAnn. We were exchanging gifts and she had given me a software program that was 20 years old but a masterpiece. The box said windows..program..download.

The last segment was I was in a barren room on my bed. I had my earplugs in my ears but could hear someone honking their car horn. After a few minutes I went to the door and there was my friend Bee and her sister, Sheri. Once they saw me, Bee got out of the car and said, "Hey, I have to go to work in about 1/2 hour and was wondering if I can come every morning." I looked at her confused but said, "Sure".

I feel I am missing some pieces of my dreams but what can I do if I can't remember them? LOL.

ANALYSIS:  Bee: Well I have been looking at pics and getting FB messages from her. I did look at some pics on Sheri's FB.

Layla: I don't know what that is all about. There would be a definitely NO-NO for Layla to take care of me instead of going to school.  Her schooling is of utmost importance to me. House: Randal and I have talked some about building homes recently.

JoAnn and Software: I have no earthly idea.

Well my dream was scattered somewhat. It was like a mini dream. All I remember is my two adoptive children (Layla's friends), were going to school with me. There was the three of us and 2 dudes...Bailey and Aimee were riding on my back to class. When we got to class, there was a chalkboard with a list of short stories to read. She was handing out papers and it seemed there was something wrong with our papers. I don't remember what except she told Aimee that it was okay and that she could write "them" a note. I woke up...

ANALYSIS: There goes school again.
My creative class was cancelled and rescheduled for March because teacher is having surgery. We could either get a refund or transfer to next session. There is a reason for everything. I have the packet she gave us so I can go through that.
Well in my previous entries I complained about my computers. Brought them to techs etc. Well I got one working on Ethernet. I was so aggravated I wanted it wireless so I can connect my printer and being that I couldn't connect for some reason I couldn't connect to my ITOUCH. But I figured it out. YEA BABY! WOOHOO.
I think on another entry I mentioned Bargain Bee. Every day there is a deal at local restaurants. You buy a voucher for 15 for value of 30, etc. My cousin introduced it to me so I started checking and I bought 3 thus far. Last night, Randal and I used one at Juliens. Depending on what they are going to be I was thinking I could get one as a gift for Christmas. It's not only for restaurants. I saw previous deals on massages, spray tanning, a museum, zip lining etc. If you should go check it out and decide to register (It's Free) I would appreciate it if you use me as a referral by clicking this http://bit.ly/c2TtFB . I would definitely appreciate it.

It's cold here..Okay you Northerners I know if you would come down here, you'd say I am crazy but I'm COLD. I hate when it gets cold, I'm chilled to the bones during this season.

Don't forget to set your clocks one hour back tonight for those who are on Daylight Savings Time.

Medieval Dream

Last night was an unusual dream. Not about Layla, being lost or losing my car! Yippee.

We were in the Medieval times and Randal and I were in a large room like a gym. There were 2 large vats of gold we were protecting. There were  an army of large men who looked like Vikings. They wore gold suits of armor. Their weapon was a silver arrow they tried jabbing with. Randal and I would just stand in front of them and yell to get away and fling our arms like a cat fight between two girls LOL.

Finally, they went away and Randal and I were resting. He stood up and went to a rotary telephone and I heard him say he had a sore throat, fever and felt like crap. In my dream I was thinking he must be really sick.

Then the dream shifted to being at my granny's house. There were chickens, roosters all around. Some of the grandchildren were there including Donnie, Monica, Kathy, Francis, Allyson and myself. We were picking figs and pecans. Someone threw a fig at me and splattered on my forehead that started a fig fight..then I woke up.

Analysis: Medieval times, pot of gold etc: I have no idea. I watch History time about the Romans with Randal but we haven't seen any lately.

Maybe the pot of gold was me wishing I had more money than I have LOL.

Randal sick and calling the doctor is certainly a dream. He doesn't believe in going to the doctor for minor illnesses.

I have been putting pictures together to scan and post online. I found some old pics of our last Christmas or one of them when she was alive.

I  miss her, my Aunt Myrna and Aunt Jo.

Dreams of Discipline and Sand in a Clock

This morning my dream was another off the wall dreams.

There were my sister, Mel, Randal, Layla, Cale, my niece's ex-boyfriend and myself.

Cale was on the telephone. We were all trying to have a turn in the bathroom. There were two bathrooms. So I was telling them the order that we should go in one bathroom. Why didn't we go to both bathrooms, I have no idea. Layla was about six and was whiny. In the meantime I was trying to fix an alarm clock. Cale had told me to put some sand in it.So I had taken it apart and as I was placing the sand in the back of the clock. At one time while doing so I lifting my hand and spaghetti noodles dropped it and there was glue stuck. So I grabbed some water to wash my hands and accidentally poured it into the clock.

During that time, Cale called me and said, "Tell Layla if she doesn't behave to tell her if she does not behave, I am going to talk to her." Layla became really upset and cried.

ANALYSIS:

Clock-My alarm clock evidently bit the dust because it keeps turning 2 hours ahead of the actual time. It is about 30 years old. Then I have a wall clock my best friend gave me when my ex and I moved into our new house which was 18 years ago also has been useless because it's lost time. I put in new batteries and it does the same thing.

Sand: Have no clue.

Cale talking to Layla: I have no idea. We haven't seen Cale in ages. He's never talked stern to any of us.

Dropping Water: I am always dropping something.

Line up for the bathroom: Again, I have no idea. Maybe because I had to use the restroom??

I woke up sleepy. I definitely did not get enough sleep.