Talking Posters and Lots of Cash

It's been a while, but this was a good dream and just have to get it out of my head.....

I'm at my house and G is there. He's making buzzing noises into a poster - holding it up to his lips and feeling the vibrations the paper makes when he buzzes his lips. All of a sudden, I hear noises coming from the poster. I can't figure out what it is. It's faint and difficult to make out. All of a sudden I realize that it's kind of like a telephone and someone is yelling at G because of these noises he's making. I turn into "mama lion" and roar back at the man who's yelling at my son! Then I tell him that we didn't realize it was a phone poster and he backs off.

Later, at my house again there's a bunch of people over - one of whom I think is the man from the poster. We're all doing chores - we're all outside. I find an envelope full of money on the gruond and I don't know who it belongs to so I tape it up to my house and hope that no one will claim it. We're then cleaning up the backyard and another man has another roll of cash that he drops onto the yard for me to find. I move inside and my friend T. J. (old co-worker) is there and she's folding up the money like paper footballs and playing football on the table with whomever is sitting opposite her on this long table she's at.

A not so surprise party

I was going to a friend's restaurant. I had found out an old friend from high school opened a deli / restaurant and I wanted to check it out. It turns out I had already eaten there before but hadn't known it was his. It was a cute little place in a strip mall but I don't remember what any of the food was like. I was being dropped off at home. It was more like my home on E. Groveland then where I've ever lived before. As I was being dropped off I noticed a Cadillac pulling up, right onto the grass - smack dab in the middle of the lawn. I looked at the license plate, 86868 or 68686 (now I can't remember which it was) and saw some thugs getting out and then the car drove away before I could yell. The guys, whom I didn't recognize, said "uh-oh" and slinkered off somewhere. I went in the side door (not the back like where it was on the house) and was upstairs cleaning up. I was mad. I then figured that Dave had thrown me a surprise party. I went downstairs and was cleaning up on the right side for a bit and then finally went to the left where Dave turned on the lights and everyone yelled "surprise!" I don't even know what the party was for.

There were two very large cakes there. There wasn't a lot of frosting on them, just strips and then you could see the cake. It was yellow. Chuck had wanted yellow because he was selfish, even though my favorite was chocolate. Because there wasn't a lot of frosting the girl who had brought the cakes took off the top layer and then ran out with it, supposedly to fix it up.

One of the presents I got was a wire hanger thing that you hold over your head. It had a sily bathrobe and a place to hang your lingerie but it was the silliest contraption I'd ever seen. There was a wire that went to the hanger part but it looked as if the shape of everything was holding and not all saggy like on a regular hanger.

I had thrown something away on the other side of the basement. When I went back there someone had dumped something liquidy in there and it was all oozy and bubbly. It went over the side and across the tile floor and just slightly oozed onto the carpet. I quickly started picking it up and it turned into a more hard slime substance, kind of like silly putty but more like the flart. I got angry, but then it started oozing again.

So go the dreams when a miniature-sized warm-blooded person wakes in the middle of the night and insists on sleeping 2" from your face and giving you only 6" of mattress space to sleep on. Very light sleep with tons of weird dreams.

Old friends and an actor.

I was with a group of friends. I took a costume from one friend, it was a long black trench-coast like jacket and big black army boots that went up to my thigh. The whole costume was very comfortable and I absolutely adored the boots. Then we decided that we had to go downtown. I was going around finding some of my friends that I used to work with just to see what they were up to. I saw LJD and then went to see TJ. I thought she was a waitress at a restaurant but she was just there eating. As I was standing at an exit there was a man standing there, very tall and in uniform. There were a gaggle of girls standing there staring at him. I went up to him and he looked very familiar to me so I asked him if I knew him from somewhere. It turned out it was W. Wheaton (pictured above). Aaah, an actor. He was in unfiorm because he was working on a movie. He kept coming back over to talk to me. I'd ask him questions. What did he like, dislike? What kind of restaurants - I knew he was looking for a place to eat and I was trying to suggest places. He asked about ice cream, I mentioned East Coast Custard. He asked about icees and I didn't have an answer for that. He wouldn't give me his number, even though I was trying to get it.

Then the scene changes to a band that I was in and all of us were walking over this bridge that was floating in the water. It wasn't straight, but lots of "l" shaped pieces that you had to walk back and forth to get to where you were going. The boats had to stay on the outside so that they could just stay in the water and no hit this bridge. I was on the edge and at one point I decided to jump off.

My Circus/Dance Experience

I was a guest at a circus but I was an actor in it. It was mostly dance and there were lots of events taking place all at the same time. My cousin, Matt, was there (Note: probably because I've been thinking of him lately and haven't connected with him in a while) and, during the dream, he was my protector. I went and performed one of my dances and then had to perform it again a second time. The second time I had a different dance partner and the moves just didn't feel right. The first time the dance was jerky and interesting and my partner and I knew just what to do but the second time, with a different partner, the dance was all wrong.

I remember that there were two men who, separately, were trying to molest me or rape me or were just plain bad people. One of them, a giant of a man - huge, muscular and almost unbeatable, had the *&&*() beaten out of him by the group that was supporting me. The next time I had seen him he had a "halo" (metal wires and screws) keeping his head in place.

I remember trying to find parking, kind of like at Wade Oval, and having difficulty finding a parking place.

There were lots of dances and circus acts all taking place but each group was kind of separate. It's hard to replay the scene in my head.

Sunday's Dream - A Tree Ligthing Contest

My friend, John B., was in attendance at a contest to light trees. They weren't necessarily christmas trees because they were miniature, but the trees were being lit with christmas lights. Each contestant had a tree on display that had already been lit. They were all fluffy leaves and branches. Then they had the tree that they were working on. Each contestant had to bring their own stand. The only one I remember was John's - it was a ceramic golf bag. It was life-sized and I couldn't figure out how he got it to the contest without breaking it. John and I were walking around looking at all the other entries and then I looked back to where he had been sitting and there was a younger John, about 10 or 11 years old, working on his tree.

Not quite right, but here's one dream dictionary interpretation:

Christmas - To dream of Christmas, symbolizes family togetherness, reunions, celebration, peace, goodwill, generosity, and human kindness. It is also representative of new beginnings and fresh starts. Consider also your own associations with this holiday.

Christmas Tree - To see a Christmas Tree in your dream, symbolizes family celebrations, gatherings, and familial relationships. You may be experiencing some anxieties and stress in your domestic life. It also signifies a passage of time, self-development, and spiritual enlightenment. Consider also the feelings and emotions you experience during this holiday season to help you decipher this dream symbol.

An Alumni Event

I was at an alumni event, but it wasn't for Case Western. We were in a huge, monstrous building that was under construction still. Most of it was just bare beams with not much else. They removed a curtain and you could see everyone standing around in their formal attire. I think my place of employment was in the middle of it but the building the party was taking place in was for the school. It was also a fundraiser. I was sitting walking up the stairs and at the bottom of the stairs was some food that you could take. The one item that stands out to me is the chocolate log roll - cake and icing all rolled together like a big ho ho. It looked so good, but I passed it up because Iknew there was food at my table. I went to sit down and then the scene switches a bit to me trying to find the police because I saw two "most wanted" criminals and needed to turn them in.

A Ghost Story

I had to figure out where I was going to park. It was nighttime and I knew I was staying all night. The metered parking would have been expensive, at least $27, but I didn't feel like moving my car around the corner. There was a metal barrier up and I didn't want to walk around.

I went into the house and I had to sign in. I was talking to a friend of mine and I noticed that he was peeling so I started peeling for him. It turned out he was a ghost, but we were dating and we were in love. We didn't care. He knew he was in love with me. There were other people who did care and they didn't want us to date. I wasn't allowed to let anyone else see me. There was a reporter who was trying to find out if the ghost was, indeed, seeing someone, and she was using every means possible to try to find me out. There was something about water and then being able to see me, like if I stepped in water I could be found out - traces of me would be found. I was doing my best to steer clear and then she realized that she could look in the sign-in book, but my boyfriend had smudged out my name just before she could look at it. Then I was standing in the hallway and there was a line of people there. The reporter when up to one lady and started talking to her and then they were in cahoots. The lady intentionally spilled her entire bottle of Channel No. 5 all over me and that gave the reporter the fodder she needed.

It hadn't occurred to me until after I woke up that I was the one who couldn't be seen by anyone. It was as if I had been the ghost, but I know I wasn't.