Dusty Baker cameo

I had a dream within a dream. I was in a cafeteria and apparently I was at school. I don't know what age I was because there were people there I've known since elementary school and college. I was working on a math puzzle and was telling them about my baseball dream I had.  I was pitching, and doing really well until Dusty Baker (yes, the cub's manager) came up to bat and hit a "whirley twirley" (a triple). The runners were running around the bases backwards (clockwise instead of counter clockwise) when I was done with that dream/telling them about my dream I was back in the lunchroom and needed to hurry to class bc I was thinking about signing up to for a club. 

The end!

Dream Collage

So, I haven't updated in a while, so here are bits and pieces of what I've been dreaming about.

The other night I had a dream that started out as an 'orientation' type ordeal for Survivor (the tv show) because me and my mom were going to go on it as partners.  We were on an island, getting a feel for what it was going to be like.  I remember that we were really hungry, and there were elephants that we could ride. hahah.  Then as the dream continued it began to be more like an orientation for Beach Project... and then it became CCP (cross-cultural project - an overseas mission), and we were in an auditorium discussing the trip.  There was a girl there that I went to elementary and middle school with.  In my dream, she also went to my highschool for the last couple of years but spent a couple of years away at another school.  I was so excited to be working alongside an old friend, and the whole group started to build a real camaraderie for the trip.  But the girl pulled me aside.. she told me she had some concerns she wanted to talk about with me.  Apparently, when she had come back to my school in high school I never seemed too interested in being friends with her.  Looking back on my time in high school, I realized that I hadn't made any effort to be her friend (probably because in real life she didnt really come back to my school)  regardless, I felt terrible, and I started begging for her forgiveness.  I was confessing how selfish and snobbish I had been in high school to have ignored her.  I tried to reassure her that I had changed and that I was deeply committed to building a friendship with her now and to labor alongside her on this mission trip.  After I woke up, I realized how weird it was that I dreamt about this girl.. I had barely thought twice about her since middle school (which, believe it or not, was almost 10 years ago).  Then, that day, she popped up on my news feed on facebook... I didn't even know we were facebook friends... [insert twilight zone music]

I've been dreaming about my Illinois family a lot lately.  A couple nights ago I dreamt that my brother was up there visiting, and my Aunt Beth called my mom... she was on the porch talking, and I could over hear her end of the conversation.  Apparently, they were all suggesting that my brother had turrets...  We were very offended by the suggestion but then i started piecing together 'fake, dream' memories, and it started to make sense... (by the way, my brother does not have turrets, and has not shown any signs of it...BUT James Durbin from American Idol does...)

Last night I dreamed I was at the Kolowski's house-- but it was a different dream-house that I've never actually been to before.  It was gigantic! and soo nice.  But, almost every room was a bathroom... there were a ton of places to take a shower... it was a good thing too, cause we all needed to take a shower cause we had just got done swimming and it was getting really late.  (I don't remember when or how this fit into the dream, but at one point someone had spilled grape juice upstair and it started leaking through the ceiling into the REAL Kolowski kitchen...)

When I woke up this morning, I interrupted a dream that I was in a huge classroom filled with a ton of people who were playing hangman or wheel of fortune on a chalkboard.  the category was music lyrics, and it was my turn to go.. but I could NOT think of any.  And when I did, i'd start writing the letters on the board instead of blanks so I'd have to think of something else. it was a high pressure situation because everyone was waiting on me and i was holding up the game.

til next time....

March 11/12

I dreamt that I got my camero back. I was 'test driving' it around a shopping center. The brakes weren't working!! So, I couldn't stop! And I drove straight into a swimming pool! I immediately call my dad and as I'm on the phone with him I pull it out of the water...by myself..like it was nothing.  We decided it might be ok... the car may be as wet as when it rains really hard.  So it was still drivable, but the brakes were very hard to use.

Then I went into a store and wanted to try on something. I went into the dressing room, which was more like a booth in the middle of the store built out of plywood.  The fitting room only covered me from the waist down! So everyone in the store could still see me. Obviously I refused to try on the dress or whatever, and decided to just buy a cellphone instead. As I was checking out the lady told me she wasn't sure the new phone would work with verizon... then I decided I didn't even want or need a new phone cause I love the one I have.

I dreamt some other stuff too, but the last part of my dream was something about selling smoothies or other original concoctions at this outdoors store.  My brother, cousin, and ex-boyfriend were there helping me.  By the end of the dream we were serving hotdogs with applesauce, ketchup mustard, mayo and cheese. It was a hit. (Clearly time for me to wake up.)

March 6/7

I don't even know if I can do justice to this crazy dream I had.

I was in my highschool parking lot, and needed a ride home.  I was waiting for hours!  (I had a long conversation with a couple of ppl I went to highschool with about Jesus and my testimony) Then two professors from college pull up and offer to give me a ride home! So I get in.  Then an adventure begins! Apparently it had been snowing terribly! The roads were awful, and the 5 min drive home was long and dangerous! I was scared for our lives... I really did not know if we would make it.  The driver was not being careful, and we were literally freezing to death. If we didn't crash, or make it to my house quick enough we were going to die a cold death. But finally! We got to my front yard, but we were so cold and quickly losing life, we were crawling with the only ounce of energy we had left... people from inside my house rushed out to help us. We were in bad shape.  So bad...we were melting/morphing into the snow.  They started scooping us up to take us inside... placing our mangled bodies in buckets.....

.......

What the heck??
I know. Its so weird.

On a lighter note
I also dreamt (in the same night) that I was at a mall, and I bought a nerf gun.  I was practicing shooting it, and it was making a loud noise that was echoing throughout the mall.  Some authority figure came and told me that 3 store managers were going to press charges for disturbing their business.  I went around to the managers to beg for their forgiveness and to beg them to not press charges against me.  I only went to the first 2 before I woke up. At the second store, there were a ton of alpha gams there. That's all.

Hahaha! Weird.

March 1/2

Last night I had a really intense series of dreams.  Nothing too dramatic was happening, but the dreams were so vivid, I kept waking up, very confused about where I was.  The dreams took place at a beach project, and I had lost my phone on the beach... there was some contest going on about collecting scrap metal... and at one point I was at a store trying to buy a bathing suit coverup...  but after each thing I would go 'home' and go to sleep.  the only thing that really made these dreams 'blog-worthy' was the fact that I kept waking up (in real life or within the dream) and not having a clue where I was.  It was a terrible feeling.  And I couldn't make it stop.

I don't remember the exact day/night I had this dream. I dreamt that I was in some choreographed glee/show choir thing.  The whole performance was almost perfected, except I notice 2 mistakes from my section.  Whoever the director was wouldn't listen to me, but I knew I was right. He tried to call me out in front of everyone and made a big scene. (Really not a big deal) but! I woke up sooo angry! I was livid!  I had to calm myself down and remind myself that it was only a dream before I could go back to sleep! 

I don't mind having crazy dreams that I remember the next day, but I have not liked dreaming and waking up in the middle of the night over them!

Here's to hoping that doesn't happen tonight!