Dreams

No, this isn't a post about what I wish my life had been or the numbers I wish I had picked for Powerball. It's about regular old, sleepytime dreams.

I have such vivid dreams. Normally, they're dark and sad. Sad in a way that I wake up and feel so glad that it was only a dream because otherwise I would have to spend my days crying in the closet. There is usually a shower involved and there's always this one bookstore that I've never seen in real life, but could describe every inch of if asked.

Last nights dream, though, was hysterical. And maybe only because of the way I woke up. It started off with me hanging out in a garage..like a body shop garage, not a family home garage. David Cook was there and he was trying to get me to join his band. Ok..let's stop here so that I can mention that I do not sing. Not.at.all. My husband says I'm tone deaf, but I just think I haven't found the right song to sing. I'll keep trying, though. Oh, I can do a mean version of Miley Cyrus's new song, "See You Again", though! LOL So back to the dream: He is trying to get me to join the band and tells me that I won't lose weight unless I join. (Jeez, who knew that when I paid that $69 to join Weight Watchers online a few months ago that they would follow me into my dreams) So I join. Turns out his band isn't a real band..it's a band of chicken thieves (don't even TRY to figure that out) and they need me to be a decoy to Col. Sanders. You know, if I didn't know myself any better I would have thought I took acid before bed. It was tripped out like that throughout the entire dream.

Needless to say we got away with tons of chickens cause the Colonel thought I was hot. Not sure that's anything to be proud of but I'll take it. We ended up making it really big in the hot wing business with all of the stolen chickens. Here is where it gets even crazier..you know when you're half awake and half still dreaming and things are a little weird for about 5 seconds? Well, I was at that stage this morning and I was nibbling on my daughter's fingers. There was saliva dripping and I swear I could taste hot sauce.I felt so bad. I wasn't biting her..just kinda nibbling the way babies do when you stick your fingers in their mouths for fun. :o) I'm glad she wasn't awake..she would have died. She sleeps with me while my husband is in Iraq, but I think that would have been the thing that got her out of my bed for good. Mama's trying to eat me! LOL. The funny thing is I really want some hot wings for dinner tonight. Really want some.

So, what are your craziest dreams like?