I was somehow able to retrieve my lost entry (minus the pictures), YAHOO! Have had many more dreams since then, but so happy that I was able to save this entry!
I’ve always been fascinated by dreams…they are always vivid – so vivid in fact, I can taste and smell things in my dreams sometimes. Sometimes I’m lucid in my dreams…when I was little, I used to have scary dreams…I taught myself to wake up from them and I still can. When I sleep in other people’s beds (at hotels or at a friend’s house etc), I have some of the weirdest dreams…I swear I am dreaming dreams of whoever was the previous occupant of the bed. Other times my dreams are like premonitions…like the one time I dreamt the the pastor’s wife was pregnant – well it ended up that SHE wasn’t pregnant, but 8 of the ladies at my church were, including myself! Not like fortune teller style, but sometimes I think there might be some divine guidance behind them. Like the time Jesus appeared to me in my dream – scary, but healing and inspiring (this was really an awesome dream, message me if you want to hear about it.)
Anyways, I diverge…so yea, I love dreams and the dreamworld…but now that I am pregnant, my dreams are even MORE VIVID and MORE FANTASTICAL than ever before. Apparently, it has something to do with all the frequent urination at night so you’re constantly interrupting your sleep cycle. Or something like that. Some of the dreams are awesome and so fun (like when I was a wizard at Hogwarts and was flying around on my broom), and others are sad or creepy (like the time I stepped into a room of snakes…but I’m pretty sure it was because I watched a clip from Killer Karaoke where a girl gets dunked into a tank full of snakes before going to bed).
Here, in more detail, are a few of my favorite ones:
ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE:
Last night, my brain was so desperately trying to process my much forgotten Polish. In my dream, I was in some sort of zombie apocalypse and I had to go into a Polish bar that was selling EB and Zywiec beers (czas na piwo anyone?) decorated top to bottom with the Polish flag and their national emblem to get some crucial information on the next zombie attack. I kept mixing my Polish with my Spanish and it was incredibly frustrating – there was a lot of “nie rozumiem” (“I don’t understand), but alas, I was able to get the information needed and went running off with my zombie defense group to penetrate zombie headquarters before they could attack the last human outpost.
UNDERWATER ADVENTURE WITH SCOOBY DOO:
A couple weeks ago, Scooby Doo took me, my husband and a couple of our friends on an underwater adventure across the ocean floor. And it was all animated…except Scooby Doo. Except it wasn’t the real Scooby Doo, but Bo the White House dog.
So anyway, we have to cross the ocean floor to get to a house to baby sit a house full of puppies so Scooby/Bo leads us into the water were we enter a world much like Sponge Bob’s and walk to the other side of the ocean. Along the way, we encounter a very crudely drawn octopus who gives us a slimy high five. Once we reach our destination, we’re no longer animated and then we enter a house full of baby animals of all types, but mostly a lot of puppies.
THE SNORE:
My husband is a snorer and normally it doesn’t bother me or wake me up, but these days, because I am constantly getting up to pee (damn you, growing uterus squishing my bladder!), his snoring has actually taken on a role in my sleep in the form of a sound effect! For example, in one dream, I was talking to my friend’s sister but for the life of me I could not hear a single word he was saying because there was a leaf blower or a lawn mower in the background. I ended up waking up to my husband’s snoring. In another dream, his snoring was the sound of a tidal wave that was roaring towards my high school and I needed to run to the top floor of the school for safety which ended up being connected to a mall where my car was parked and I drove away just in the nick of time. Whew! Another time his snoring just woke me up so I pinched his nose to make him stop, hee hee hee.
At least he doesn’t talk in his sleep because who knows what role that may play in my dreams!