Narnia and Pirates

No my dream didn't have Pirates in Narnia, but rather one dream about Narnia, and one dream about Pirates.

In my Narnia dream, I was Susan, and there was another family of brothers and sisters who were going to be rulers in Narnia, except that the end of the world was coming, and in my dream the end of the world was this huge flooding river. The oldest boy got swept away in it, and so I jumped in to save him. We got out of the river, and instead of the lion Aslan, everyone worshiped this big panda. I was shocked to see so much had been saved/preserved/rebuilt of this panda shrine. While we were there and I was in awe of everything panda that was there, the boy started hitting on me, trying to put his arm around me and stuff.

In the Pirates dream, Jack Sparrow and Elizabeth Swan were both after something, a passport maybe, that couldn't get wet. They kept stealing it from each other, spraying each other with water, and of course when one of them had it stolen, then they'd act like that was what they wanted, even as they tried to get it back.

Baby, Kidnapped

This dream is actually from several nights ago, I just haven't gotten around to blogging about it, and the fact that I remember the dream several days later must be significant right?

I dreamed that I saw a baby get kidnapped by a man. A round middle aged man with glasses and a combover. Awesome, right? I remembered the license plate number of the car he drove away in (and it was an unusually long license plate number) and followed him. Because I followed him I was able to inform the police and they were able to get the baby back.

I couldn't sleep after this dream.

Weird Responses to a Medical Condition, FHE, and Musicals

Last night I dreamt I, along with my siblings and grandparents, were at the house of some people who were apparently my mom's old friend from high school. She has diabetes, and my siblings and I were all sensitive enough that we tingled when we touched her because of the diabetes. Weird.

I think my sister was trying to present a Family Home Evening lesson to them about the importance of connecting with our ancestors, but it wasn't going so well.

All over their house they had books and records and everything from Broadway Musicals. Which meant I was loving life. I was reading the music and playing it on the piano and singing along to the records (yes records). The songs were beautiful, and I wanted to use one of them for my wedding song. Too bad I don't remember any of them to write them down and earn money on what will become hit songs.

Burn Notice (my most common dream subject in the past year)

Another Burn Notice dream. My subconscious can't wait for Season 5 either, apparently. I was with Mike and Fi, and Mike had been invited to some house for something or other, and we didn't know if it was a trap or not. Mike of course wanted to go inside anyways. When we went in, there was a man with his two adult children. We were left alone with the adult children, and the son started talking and, without realizing it, gave us some information that we needed to know. So Fi and I wrestled them to the ground while Mike went and found the book in their house with more info.

Burn Notice Season 5

Burn Notice Season 5 premires in 8 days. But in my dreams it premired last night. How did I know it was Season 5? Michael was actually trying to have a good relationship with Fi, yet because he wasn't there all the time she was still having problems with it. From what I know of what Season 5 is going to be like, Michael starts out back in the CIA, so Sam and Fi have to hold down Miami without him. Yet Michael and Fi are living together... Yeah it was a pretty awesome dream. Michael's mom was in it, I spent some time with her in the dream. Don't remember what we talked about.

Sleeping on the Couch

Last night I slept on the couch. Sometimes it's too hard to actually make it to my bed. Don't judge me.

Anyways, I woke up around 5:30 and noted it was starting to get light, and that I probably wouldn't be able to go back to sleep if it was light out. I was wrong, and the following dreams ensued.

At first I wasn't aware I was asleep, because I was dreaming that I had slept on the couch, woken up and saw that it was getting light outside. Only the front door had been open all night, so I could see through the screen that there was this massive rainstorm, and the wind was blowing, and so the sunrise was a beautiful pink and purple poking out between the dark grey clouds. I crawled off the couch to close the door, thinking that I might have a better chance of sleeping if I couldn't hear the wind and rain, and would have slightly less light. The door wouldn't close all the way. I kept trying to push it closed, and it kept not closing all the way. I think it was the wind, and maybe a welcome mat that got wedged under the door, that kept it from closing. Finally I was able to close the door, and as I did a grey cat rubbed up against me. Great, I thought, now my roommates have a cat.

Then I dreamed that my roommates and friends that they frequently had over came into the living room where I was sleeping on the couch and set up a barbecue, and started cooking a delicious balanced breakfast of steak and gourmet pancakes. (What, you don't have that for breakfast all the time?) Both the steaks and the pancakes looked amazing, with the steaks being cooked with some herb that was making it delicious, and the pancakes having fruit and cinnamon with them. They were nice and offered me some. I don't think I ever ate any of it though.

I also had a dream that I was on Tower of Terror (debate-ably one of the best rides at Disneyland/Disney California Adventure). At one point, a rope was shot into the passenger car and I caught it, and it started out as a new part of the ride, where then we are pulled into a new hallway in the Twilight Zone. Somehow, it changed, and I was pulled onto a mountain, with creepy shadow dust ghosts that I had to eliminate.

These dreams all happened in an hour and a half.

Law School Storyboard Assignment

Last night I dreamed I was in a class at law school. Our assignment was to write a storyboard for a mock trial, and we had to convince one of the witnesses to testify a certain way to affect the outcome of the trial. We had to do it for homework, and then I realized when I was sitting in class that everyone was doing it again. I got up and explained to the professor that I did it for homework, so I shouldn't have to do it again in class. Weird.