Funfetti:
Maybe it’s because we are actively recording our dreams this month, but I don’t remember many of them at all. Little pieces here and there but nothing to write a paragraph about. It’s weird since remembering my dreams is normally “my thing”. I did manage to have two though.
Dream #1: I am in the mall (surprise, surprise) and I am looking at this hideous cropped cardigan with ruffles on it. They look like pieces of a Hawaiian shirt or something. I walk out of the store without buying anything, and am super proud of myself. Then I see my dad across the way, wearing a big cardboard box that is supposed to look like a Dots candy box. He is with two other people (??) who have smaller boxes on as well. It seems you can interchange the design of the boxes with one sticker and be another candy box. Was it Halloween? I have no idea.
Frankly, this one makes me feel a little crazy. I have no idea what it means. Maybe that my dad has to go through some sort of transformation? He was happy and proud in the dream, and obviously he had some friends. Still thinking about this one.
Dream #2: Mr. FF and I are on vacation. We are walking through a restaurant and I spot a friend from high school. Now, I was never really friends with this person but we were in a club together and therefore, spent a lot of time together. We have since lost touch, but I see her updates on Facebook and she has gotten married and had a baby in the last year. She is sitting at the table with her daughter, who is so freaking cute. She tells us we should join her for dinner, and Mr. FF & I look at each other and at first refuse, but then she insists. Like REALLY insists. So we sit down, and our waiter is John Corbett (Aidan from Sex and the City). We get our food, and seriously – she totally ignores us. Mr. FF and I share a look like: WHY THE HELL DID SHE INVITE US TO SIT HERE IF SHE’S NOT GOING TO TALK TO US. Gradually, a few other high school people come and sit down – including the girl’s best friend who I was VERY close to in high school – they don’t say much either. In fact the girl I was close to gives me the shittiest wave I have ever seen and they all start crying. Because married/mother girl is going back to her home (she lives in Australia) and they won’t see her for a long time. Meanwhile, we are still wondering why we are sitting there. Although, Mr. FF loves playing with the girl’s daughter.
Good luck trying to decipher this one. This could innocently be Facebook infiltrating my dream world. And me always wondering outloud how this particular person became a wife and a mother before anyone else when she seemed to lack maternal instincts? Could be it. Who knows. Cute kid though! (I should point out the kid was actually much older… probably 3 years older than what she is now.)
Red Velvet:
Dream #1: I’m in my house when I feel a small snake land on my back. I run to my aunt who tells me to wait while she gets something (I don’t know what). The snake is in front of me now but my eyes are closed because I’m too afraid to open them. I’m holding it by its tail and it keeps trying to snap at my face but for some reason I can’t move my arms enough to fling it away from me. Then I wake up (and literally jump out of bed).
My reaction to this dream surprised me. I seriously thought for a second something was actually on me “for real” and that’s why this was happening in my dream. So when I woke up, I felt around and quickly got out of bed. Then felt silly for my reaction. But that didn’t stop me from checking my comforter and sheets a second time, just to make sure. I hope I don’t have another dream like that ever.
Dream #2: My dad walks into my room and tells me to help my cousins. I ask, help them to do what? He points at my window and when I look outside, I see three cousins (from my dad’s side of the family that I’m not particularly close to), trying to keep our car (Honda CRV if you were curious) from sinking in like mud? Or quick sand? Possibly, both. They keep trying to dig it out but it just keeps sinking no matter what they do. Finally, my one girl cousin pushes the car from behind and gets it out. (I should mention she’s like 5’1.) Then I wake up.
This dream made no sense to me whatsoever. Unless my sub-conscious is thinking about my dad’s latest car troubles. The oddest part was the appearance of those three cousins in particular. I rarely think about them, much less DREAM about them so that was interesting. Sometimes when unexpected people show up in my dreams, I feel like I may see or hear from them soon. I guess I’ll find out!
