The House

Interesting dream. I'm in the car with my mom, aunt, and sister. They're showing me photos of an upstairs of a house. They tell me that The Rezins own it (I don't know this family, but know of them). The pictures she shows me are very cool. It's three giant blue and orange rooms with like a swing in one, library in another. Then they tell me they're selling the house for like 110k. I get all excited and ask if I can see it so I can take photos for my husband to see. They take me over there and we walk in and I start taking pictures. The downstairs is also huge, with two living room-stile rooms. The kitchen is slightly cramped but there is a separate dining room at least. Anyways, I lose my family at some point and walk into the second living room and there is an elderly couple sitting down eating and watching TV. I apologize and explain I'm there to look at the house and I'm part of my mom's group of people. They seem really nice. I head back out the way I came and get to the outside. I forget how to use the camera my mom lent me. We get into the car and drive away. I realize I never looked the property. They tell me it's big. I call my husband and plan to show him the house.. curse myself for not looking if there was a garage. 

Family Reunion

Dreamt I was at my mom's cousin's property (Dave and barb). We were eating outside having fun with a family reunion when (dad was there for some reason) I look over at him talking about being able to see his property from theirs. My sister and I walk closer to be able to see. We pass what looks like a garden but I hear a bullfrog I had stepped on. I look down and they're everywhere. Someone yells to watch for them. We are running trying not to step on any. We get towards the house and instead of looking at my dad's property, we go inside the house. I see there's another party inside and suddenly remember that we were celebrating a birthday, a family reunion and I think an anniversary or something? We keep walking through the house which felt like a big hallway. I see paper bags filled with papers and some photos etc. we are told to take the stuff and keep them safe. I see one bag had my aunt Heather's family's paperwork in it, so I make note to give her that. 

Okay the dream changes a bit and I see a girl on a motorcycle driving on the street. She hits onto a car and most likely doesn't make it. 

Wait before all this. Or maybe during? We were in that area for sure and my husband was there and I had remembered another dream I had years ago where there was a thrift store with tons of furniture and some clothes in a corner, books in boxes etc... so weird because I suddenly rememberes the store in my dream vividly. Anyways I was asking family and husband if we were near because it felt like it was close to this area. Husband was trying to make me think it wasn't close. I really wanted to so and look at stuff. 

Random Shit.

Dreamt a bunch of random shit..

Dreamt I was at a Tegan and Sara concert and that they brought some random dude out to sing with them on a song.

Also dreamt my dad had to go to war (I've been watching Band Of Brothers lately).

Then I dreamt I was at this cranberry marsh and I was sitting on the back of this trailer that was being hauled somewhere, only I fell off. It was hauling this huge, round black plastic contraptions and when I fell I was afraid that they would fall off as well and tumble onto me. (Dreamt this part because the night before I was reading about strange ways people had died and I read that a woman died from a huge billboard falling on her.)

Also dreamt that I caught my mom with a married man.

7/25/10 - Riding Bikes and Feeling Guilty.

I'm in Mather, WI (where my mother grew up). I am riding bike with this group of people. A lot of kids in my elementary class that lived near Mather are riding bike with me. There are only about five or six of us riding bike. Anyways, we're all in a line. I'm second, behind this guy that seems to be in command. He tells us to stop and I stop perfectly behind him, with maybe three feet between us, but the others behind stop harshly, hitting me from the back and colliding into each other. The weather looks really bad, too. The clouds are low and heavy, like a tornado will jut out at any time. I think to myself how lucky I am to live in Oakdale, where no tornados ever appear.


Then I'm in Sportsman's Bar, where my sister Sarah works. I have a bunch of things with me (is this an interpretation as me having "too much baggage"? I notice I'm always carrying so much stuff that are too much at times..). Devin has to work in the morning, so I start grabbing my things to head out the door, but my sister gets mad at me for leaving.



--- In reality, the night before, I was at my mother's (my sister lives with her, and their apartment is above the bar), and I was leaving to go home since Devin worked that morning. We were heading out of the parking lot when Sarah stopped us and tried to chat a bit, but we were in a hurry to leave so I had to cut her short (hehe, no pun intended - she's a shorty). I remember getting into the car and thinking "She's probably pissed at me for leaving without saying much to her.." I felt awful, but I knew Devin wanted to go home. Anyways, maybe that part was just my guilty subconscious.