new year new dreams

Two nights ago I dreamt that Jimmy and I had 3 hours to spend in Hawaii... I can't remember if we were on a layover or if was just the end of our trip. We tried to take a shortcut through the mountains to Lanikai and ended up driving onto roller coaster tracks. I was frantically trying to secure all the loose bottles before we went upside down.

Last night I had a dream that CJ and Elliot were eating banana cream pies, but they wanted vanilla cream pies instead. I apparently thought this was a good time to teach them some life lessons, so I said they could have different pies but they had to ask the pie lady themselves. They didn't want to and both transformed into inanimate objects - Elliot was a lemon, CJ was a lobster toy. I put the lemon and the lobster on the pie lady's counter and explained that the boys had a question to ask. I guess they really wanted pie, because they slowly returned to their human forms to request new desserts. Then the bakery building collapsed, but the boys were fine because they returned to their inanimate states.

what the what

hello, old friends.

a run down of what's been on my mind as of late -

• Jim and I were on the subway, and it started shaking violently. Someone yells "Get down!" and we all hit the deck, just as the train crashes. We are ok, but people are yelling at me to move, move, move. It's impossibly difficult (because it's a dream) but I do eventually drag myself away from the door I was in front of. People pry the door open and start dragging bodies out of the adjoining car. 
• There's some sort of presentation going on, in a talent show kind of format. Andy from the office goes up and does his thing, than an old friends little sister takes the stage. She wants to read "Oh, Fortuna" but cannot seem to get it together. In a stroke of brilliance, I decide she should play the youtube video that I love so much. I start queuing it up and gesturing wildly to Steve Dixon in the audience that he's going to LOVE this. 
• I'm either watching a movie trailer or I am Sophia Bush in the movie trailer where I think it's real (I don't know). I'm/she's sort of voluntarily kidnapped by a madman, and has to skin bodies for three years before she can negotiate the terms of her release.
• I'm with a bunch of people, Paul Walker (RIP!) among them. People start coupling off until it's just Paul and I left. We canoodle - I'm sad all over again.
• I get to meet Damian Lewis (except I never remember his name so in dreamland he's Sgt. Winters) and I'm beside myself with glee. I accidentally tell him how he's being spied on and his house is bugged, and he can't forgive me, even though I didn't do it! DISTRAUGHT. 
• Jen and I go to Marshalls which is open for browsing but CLOSED FOR PURCHASES. Torture us, why don't you?!
• Courtney finds a passport buried in snow outside Jim's parents house. She tasks me with dropping it off, since the owner lives "just down the street". Jim is too busy for me because he has plans to go to the strip club. My family is waiting for me in the car, so they are nice enough to take me to drop off this passport. Adventure ensues. We walk to the end of a dock that is supposed to connect across the way, and fall into the water! I freak out because Terry can't swim, but he's fine. We make it across to what I remember as a seedy hotel and hand off the passport, though not to it's owner. O well, we tried.
• I'm in Hawaii with mom and Jen, and while trying to view the sunset across a lake, mom steps off the boardwalk and falls into water (omg pattern). I have to dive in and look for her glasses. 
• I'm in a helicopter on some sort of secret mission - then I'm free falling out of it and the bad guy has hold of my shoes. For some reason, this means the kiss of death, so I struggle to get the shoe off. Bad guy drops it, and I continue to free fall/dive for it because I MUST have that shoe back. 

ocean adventures

Monday night, I dreamed that I was in a 7-11 buying beer after a funeral.  Mom grabbed a 12 pack of something gross, so I dug around for something better.  I found what should have been a 2 pack of 22 ounce Magic Hats, but there was only one.  I asked the clerk to see if the loose bottle was in the back, otherwise, I'd pay half for the one.  I ended up taking just one, and when I got home I realized that it wasn't beer at all, but was in fact Magic Hat brand sandwich vinegar.  I also bought a TV to play video games on, and was upset that I hadn't used my 20% off coupon.

Last night I dreamed something about going to the beach to teach Dad how to surf, but the waves were crazy high (you know the kind) and crashing over the seawall, so we decided against it.  Jen was there and took an incredible, Clark Little-like photo, which inspired me to try to get some of my own.  When I went to grab my phone, I realized that my bag was submerged and my phone was quite wet.

From there, I dreamt that I was getting ready for work and for whatever reason decided to wear these weird patterned thermal pajama legging things.  I parked at Wantagh station and someone was charging a parking fee because there was a game going on (in real life I would have been so mad, but in dream land I was ok with it).  Jen was with me, and we were sitting in a waiting room when we realized that the train was already there.  We ran up the stairs and onto the train, and ended up on these high stool seats.  Suddenly Henry Winkler appeared, and asked if we wanted to go to Deck 22.  I realized that it wasn't a train at all but a yacht/cruise ship, and the waiting room we had been in was actually a lower level of the atrium, and we were now looking down into it.  I panicked that our tickets weren't going to cover boat fare, so we followed Henry before a conductor could find us.  We went up a little ladder to an outside deck, and Henry pointed out all the different Hawaiian Islands we were passing by.

compilation

A couple of nights ago, I dreamt I was under a dock type structure with a group of people trying to move a beam either from the old World Trade Center of for the new one... it's unclear which.  We were flipping it end over end the long way, which was terribly ineffective because 1. we were up to our waists in water and 2. IT WAS HUGE.  From there, we competed in a lacrosse competition and the whole team was god awful except for Jimmy.

Tuesday night I dreamt that I drove to Boston for the day to see Matt, Kelii and Jen while they were in town.  We played lacrosse with the Obama's and then I went to the parking garage to get my car.  I had taken the time to cover all of my bags and things in the back with my Hawaii towels... but I had left all of the doors open. Everything was there, but I couldn't shake the panic!

THEN on Wednesday, I dreamt that I was waiting on line at the post office with Carla and Nora (even though they weren't really Carla and Nora because they were the most blonde).  The line was really long and winding, and even though there were 7 people behind the counter, only one of them was working.  It seemed like everyone was buying balloons, and there was no clear path to exit once you had your balloons, so it was just a hot mess of no one knowing what was going on.  There were a bunch of Halloween decorations for sale while we waited in line, and I ended up with like a paper cut out of bats that made the shape of half a Jackolantern.  From there things get confusing... I was on a safari and out in a field, except there was a convenience store there and one of the safari goers was being arrested for sexual harassment.  After she got taken into custody, a tiger approached us.  I was with one other person and I guess we had been told that in a scenario like this, we should lay down and play dead and hopefully it would leave us be (I think that's the actual M.O. when you come into contact with a bear).  ANYWAY, it didn't really work on the tiger, and he started nibbling on my yoga pants.  After that I had sort of an out of body dream experience... I was narrating the story from some time in the future, and it turned out that the tiger ate my butt and my hands, and I felt guilty that my fellow safari goers had to deal with all the gore.  MESSED UP.

snippets

Couple of weird snippets from the past few nights:

• I was on an interisland Hawaiian flight with Kelii and Hulilau, who had apparently been flying back and forth all day.  Everyone was supposed to get a complimentary cocktail, but the flight attendants refused to let the Wilson's have any more.
• Dreamt that Jess, Cait, Melissa, Whit and I were on trial for murder.  Apparently we were somehow guilty, but not really, because none of us knew what had actually happened.  When we got to the courthouse, Javora was there with her husband and daughter, who was hiding under a table.  I popped my head under to say hi and see if she recognized me (Jen babysits for her in real life) and she immediately said, "hi! show me your picture and tell me your story!"  I tried to get a hold of Jimmy before the trial started, but he was asleep because he'd been up studying, and didn't answer. 
• Ok now, this is kind of strange, but I have a recurring dream theme that people are watching me while I'm in the bathroom, and I can't go.  Last night, I was in a stall at... I want to say in the dream I was in Kamehameha Schools, and when someone entered the stall next to it, we realized that a wall was missing and we were just starting at each other use the bathroom.  So strange.
• Also dreamt that Rich was making me an omelette and had made an effort to buy sausage made out of chili (meh?) but while neither of us were looking, Cassidy snuck a whole bunch of ham inside so I couldn't eat it.  Then a bucket of something spilled in the fridge, and it all gets real fuzzy.

sky and sea

Last night I dreamt that I was on the roof of this ludicrously ornate mansion, thinking what a nice place it would be to take wedding photos in front of the sunset.  I went inside and started climbing down these elaborate stairways, with velvet patterned wall papers. I went into the bathroom and found it flooded, and my HPU softball t-shirt was floating around, starched stiff, in the tub.  From there I was waiting for a flight from HNL with Melissa, and the food court situation was much like a cafeteria in school, except it was clear that people had been playing flip cup, and all the cups were too dirty to use. Then Rich and I went to drop off boxes of books at a hospital, but he kept parking really far from the entrance and I didn't think I could carry it.  I started to sort through the books to lighten the load, and realized that there were a ton of books about Hanukkah, so I called mom to confirm that she didn't want them.  I believe the stuffed dancing rabbi Erin bought me was also included in this particular donation. 

Two nights ago I was playing basketball in a shopping mall, and Jessica was upset she couldn't join because she had broken her foot. Then Jimmy and I (and other people I don't remember) were in what we assumed was a regular car in a regular place, but was actually a spaceship in outerspace.  It looked MUCH like the south coast of Australia (where the 12 apostles are) and I wanted whoever was driving to pull over so I could take pictures.  They pulled over into some magical extraterrestrial lake where our ship swam with whales.  AMAZING, however, the spaceship then broke down.  We had to call Sahara for help, who came in her Ford Focus with her grandmother.  When she showed up, I remembered that Jimmy was actually dating Sahara and we were only secretly in love.

Transformer

Dreamt again about leaving Hawaii, this time I was postponing my flight to get a few extra days of sunshine before I left.

Also dreamt that a fat man in a suit came to my office to ask someone else to apply for a marketing job that I was grossly under qualified for, but I filled out the application on the clipboard anyway. One of the perks was a company car, and I got to see in it action from across a moat.  It was a helicopter that landed on a house and then transformed into a race car, and I kept thinking WHAT AN IRRESPONSIBLE USE OF COMPANY FUNDS!

bon voyage

Dreamt last night that it was my last day in Hawaii and Rich and I were supposed to go to the beach with Max and Christina. Keli'i swung by to try to explain some secret beach where the water was two different temperatures, but mid-explanation I realized I was naked from the waist down and went inside. I started packing all the frames that were hanging but couldn't find anywhere to put the push pins I was pulling down. We never made it to the beach, but soon I was in a car with Jess and the girls and we went to see a seamstress with a tent outside an apartment complex. For some reason, Jessica was really made at her because something was missing or wrong, but I had given her my wallet to make it close tighter, and was pleased with her work. Flash to me sitting at a diner with Ward and Meg and one of their parents and congratulating Meg on her kickass Halloween costume. THEN I was at my going-away party, hosted by Umberto's, even though I was leaving Hawaii and going to work for them. A four course meal was served with dancing in between meals, and Loeven and I did an awesome swing dance. I also played a round of red light, green light, 1 2 3 with Nally's little cousins, before returning to my table to try to remove the pork core from my steak. After dinner I went to use the bathroom and then got hopelessly lost, and the building got increasingly spooky. I was climbing up these creepy, hanging metal staircases when I saw Eduardo and started yelling for him to wait, but he couldn't hear me. When I tried to chase after him, I realized my feet were floating and I couldn't get them to hit the ground, which really slowed me down. I ran into a family who pointed out that my steps were really weird. I stopped being so terrified of the creepy building I was in, because if this family was here it was probably fine, but I never did make it back to the party.

failed attempts

Dreamt last night that I was seeing a movie with Rich and he insisted on sitting with a seat in between us. Gwen's name flashed up during the beginning credits, and I spent the rest of the movie trying to text her to congratulate her, only to find that too difficult and start making giant construction paper cards. I kept spelling things wrong on them, and eventually just left all my sad attempts under the seat.

From there we were back "home", which I think was supposed to be the house in Hawaii. There were a whole bunch of people there and everyone was showering in one bathroom, while I tried to fix the faucet in the other, which had cracked and wouldn't turn off. While trying to fix it, I succeeded in cracking the whole sink and somehow ripping my nose ring out. I had this long straw-like contraption to try to put it back in, but to no avail. I went to ask Rich to throw my phone up to me (I was on a high, wooden lanai) so I could call the landlord about the sink. He tried to throw it to Tony but was waaaayyyy off, but miraculously stuck to my hand. I then realized that I had taken the number out of my phone (I very recently deleted my Boston landlords number) and went searching for correspondence. Inside the oven, I found a stack of letters with typos that Rich was sending out to dispute some charges.

At some point last night I also dreamt that I was on a crowded playground overlooking the ocean, when someone pointed out that the clouds looked really strange. When we all went to look we realized that there was a floating city in the clouds, and it was going to hit us. We all braced for impact, but the city passed right under us. Just as we thought we were safe, the ground we were on tilted wildly to the left, and then the right... it gets kinda fuzzy from there.

Two nights ago, the 17th, I dreamt that I was returning to my dorm with Erin, Linds, and Jax. It was raining, or we were running late, something that was making us hurry, and someone remembered that you could pass through adjoining dorms by using the "elevator" trick. We tried to get all four of us on one elevator without letting anyone else on, which proved quite difficult. We needed to get the elevator to the top floor with just the four of us on it, and then have it crash to the bottom (which incidentally was a pool) and we'd somehow end up in our own dorm. These elevators, by the way, were small dressing rooms and octagonal. We succeeded in dropping the elevator to the bottom, but had not moved buildings. We got out and decided to walk because this was more trouble that it was worth, when the police swarmed in - apparently the elevator trick had been banned. We snuck away down the alley, and hoped that no one noticed.

I've also been dreaming a lot about Hawaii - one night this week I dreamt that I was jogging and I decided I wanted to go to Lanikai. In my head, it would be easy, since I had a car again (the Altima I drive in NY - didn't cross my dream brain that the car and I were in NY, and the beach was not). I wanted to run home really fast so that I could go, but of course, as is always the case in my dreams, I could barely move at all. I also dreamt that I ran into Aimee in the water in Waikiki - she was there with her mom for a long weekend to visit her beau. I was giving her suggestions of things to see and places to visit, but she kept telling me that they had only one more day and it was kind of planned already. It turned out that they were manning a table for a college fair or some other kind of recruiting for work.

2fer

Weird dream last night that Jen and I were exiting a room through a window as it filled up with water - but not in a panicked fashion, very calmly, as though this was normal and expected. We slipped through the window as the room completely filled, getting us and everyone on the other side soaked. From there, I was immediately supposed to give a presentation on the report Rich and I were assigned on dinosaurs. Since I wrote the report, and Rich loves an audience, I figured he'd present. However, when it was our turn, the teacher told us that there was a new girl in class, and she was going to present our report and share the grade so that she didn't feel left out. FURY!

Remembered another dream from the dark ages, this one I believe I had in San Diego:

I was walking through a nice suburb in Hawaii when it started getting really really dark, and I saw water spouts approaching. I tried to remind myself that they are relatively harmless, but they were getting reeeeally close, so I got on someone's front steps to hide out under their awning. They invited me inside to wait out their storm, so I watched through the window with their kids, and was really surprised to see my former CEO and Hawaii's current Lt. Governor pull up to the house across the street.

all of the lights

Dreamt last night that I was walking at the base of Diamondhead with Rich and Danny, trying to get the best view up to the top between the houses that are built at the bottom. As I framed my shot, Diamonhead lit up from all these little points of light. Apparently, some sort of "earth hour" event had been planned, but instead of turning out all the lights, people were supposed to take small mirrors to their favorite landmark and reflect the light at sunset.

From there, I dreamt that Rich and I were in our bedroom, when he reached up and snatched a moth/cockroach out of the air and bit its head off, because apparently they were nutritious. (I suspect I dreamt this because before bed, Danny killed a cockroach with his hand).

uphill

Two nights ago I dreamt that I couldn't remember what the house on Halekoa looked like. I was at the bottom of the hill, and I'd forgotten something, and had to walk all the way back up, but when I got there, I didn't know which house was mine. Also dreamt that I was in the passenger seat going to dinner with someone when then decided to put on their make-up, and I had to try to steer the car around a roller coaster track with one hand. When we got to dinner, which was at a super fancy restaurant in a hotel, it ended up being my anniversary dinner with Rich, that we had to eat with these 3 goth kids.

Then last night, I dreamt that I was at my wedding rehearsal - there was no groom, and whatever I imagined came to be (so for example, I imagined up my bouquet, and there it was). Miguel Prado and his brother (yes, from Dexter) were there, and for some reason, his brother was really mad at me, though I don't recall why that was.