Friday, April 22, 2011


My items were being scanned at the checkout of H.E.B. Plus as I woke up. This was another dream that created a storyline around the sound that pulled me out of sleep. Before I had placed my items on the conveyer belt, I was walking around the store wearing a hat that was three feet tall. I wanted to laugh out loud as I imagined what the other customers were thinking as they looked at me. I tried to keep a straight face. A man sporting a head of disheveled hair gave me an inquisitive look, and I told him, “You have strange hair.” I was projecting in my dream. =D

Before I had selected the tall hat, I had tried on others. I was looking at my reflection in the glass doors of the frozen food section. I remember thinking that the hats were similar to something Lady Gaga would wear.

Before the hats, I was sitting at a table in a restaurant when my Aunt Lucy came up to me and said, “Grandma’s kidneys are failing.” She put her head on mine and I could tell that she was very tired. I asked Lucy if she could help me with Kelsey’s prom dress, which I remember thinking was selfish even in my dream.

I can’t remember much before that.


Looked at some houses yesterday. The kids fell in love with one on Riata, but I think it's too small. Where will we put MY books and HIS tools? I sure do miss our old Tanglewood home! He had a 20x20 workshop...

1 comment:

Sugar Magnolia said...

I think maybe your trying on hats in the dream is akin to your house-hunting.

Keep looking; you will find that "perfect fit". As for the dream about your Aunt Lucy, try not to make too much of it. I don't know if she or your grandmother are alive now, but maybe they are thinking of you and your family here at Eastertime. Maybe you should give them a call, or some of your loved ones a call, just to say "hello".

I had a really bizarre dream the other night, one of those that seem to go on all night long. I was literally outrunning tornadoes, sometimes I could see four in the sky coming at me at once. First I hid in a ditch, then in a closet, then a basement. There were other people around, but they were all total strangers. I never got hurt, but could hear the loud noise roaring in my ears. As I finally woke up, the words "the coming storm" echoed in my ears, and I couldn't shake that feeling of impending doom all day long. When I have had dreams like this before that resonate so strongly, and are so specific, they have always portended a catastrophic event in my life. I have much the same feeling about this one. I wonder what the coming storm may be?