Egyptian Baby

Last night I dreamed that I was a caregiver to a retarded young man. I thought of him as my brother, but I'm not really sure how I knew him. I had caught him having sex with his girlfriend but was too embarassed to say anything/stop them. She got pregnant. The doctor told us that she would die if she had the baby, but she refused to have an abortion. She gave died giving birth. The baby was actually a clear hollow glass egyptian ankh symbol. Everyone seemed to think it was the most beautiful baby ever. I felt like there was probably wrong with it, but felt too guilty to say anything about it. My "brother" was pretty good at taking care of the baby and I helped him with the things he couldn't do. There wasn't really an end. Then I woke up.

Me and Bobby McGee

Last night I had 2 dreams again.

In the first one something happened to my parents chicken farm that meant they had to kill all the chickens and would be without chickens for a longer period of time than usual. I was talking to my mom at the bottom of the property, where the garden is, and Jeff was in the chicken houses killing chickens and the chickens and the chickens were making awful noises. Lacey was excited because she was going to get to go out of town after they were all dead. The rest of the dream was kind of fuzzy. Then I woke up for a few minutes and dreamed another dream.

The next dream started with me watching a video on youtube. Some viral advertisers had flooded a Marta station with soccer balls. I wanted to find out why so I hopped on a bus and rode to the station. Once I got there no one even knew this had happened but I found a couple of deflated balls. I rode the train to another station and got out to see if there was anything else I could find out/to explore. I went to this open air Mexican restaurant that had some soccer balls outside. I didn't find out anything about the video but being at the restaurant made me start dancing. I was dancing with all my heart outside the restaraunt and I was led to this blue lagoon. I jumped in the water and started dancing/swimming. Adam Houser (a guy I went to school with from 1st-12th grade) and Anslee were in the lagoon. I stopped swimming/dancing and we all sat around in this natural jacuzzi. We were catching up, etc when I noticed Bobby Malin (a friend from Berry who was murdered a few years ago) and a bunch of his friends hanging out just outside of the lagoon. They were around a big beautiful bonfire. Anslee, Adam, and I jumped out of the jacuzzi and sat around the fire with them. Bobby looked deeply into my eyes and declared that I was to be his muse in his next photo series. I was totally exctied about it, but doubted that I was pretty enough. He told me that he had seen my eyes in visions, but he was worried about my acne. In the dream it was pretty bad, and I didn't know what I could do to make it better. It felt good to be there around the fire with him and my friends. Then we were all making plans to do creative things with/for each other. Anslee was going to make dresses for the photo series. Adam was going to be the male model. One of the other girls was going to give us spa treatments. "Catfish" was going to make some blues-y music for the video slideshow. I was going to make the accessories (knit hats and jewelry). Then I woke up.

(Post dream thoughts: I miss my creative friends and I didn't get to spend nearly enough time with Mr. Mallin; Adam Houser shaved his legs in middle school. He said it was for basketball, but that just didn't make sense.)

Snow

Last night I dreamed it was snowing these big beeeautiful flakes. They were coming down really fast. I was carrying Jim and Pam's baby (from the Office) down a ski hill. (This morning it really is snowing the same exact way). The rest of the details are pretty fuzzy for this dream. Then the dream changed quite a bit. Anslee (my BFF) and I were living in the same metro area (not sure where). She was hosting a fashion show and apparently she was hot sh*t in the fashion world and I was her assistant/apprentice. This show was a swimsuit show. Her line was for the "curvy" ladies of the world and mine was for more traditional models. The suits were fabulous. A lot of black and white color play. The show was a huge success. We congratulated each other, said goodbye to our fans, and took off in our limos. My husband was inside mine. He asked me what we were eating for dinner. I realized I forgot to make anything so I told him I wanted to pick up some meatballs from "Angelo's," a place featured on Kitchen Nightmares. He ordered them and I ran in to pick them up. He only ordered one plate. I tried to only eat half but I ended up eating them all. Then I tried to make my own so he wouldn't know I didn't save him any. Then I woke up.