Yeah, she had a very high pitched voice and was also purring while she talked. Took me a minute to realize it was a dream because she was trying to get my up for food by meowing/purring at me while I was asleep.
We need a good Doc Z dream recap. He always has the funniest. I'm suprised he hasn't tried to shoot Scippy out of a canon in his dreams yet.
Damn you guys have interesting dreams. Mine, as of late, have been all work related. People yelling at me for going too slow, people yelling at me for not doing nearly enough at work, driving around in circles with a tram in an empty parking lot, etc.
I'll give you all three guesses to pick my biggest life stressor! And bonus points if you can pick out exactly how well I feel work is going for me right now...
I didn't sleep at all last night. I was in Davenport IA, and there was the this extremely fast moving storm. I was drifting off, imagining that there was a tornado coming outside my hotel window. My stomach clenched and I woke up- looked out the window.
The lightning spread across the sky like white branches of a tree. I took the chair in the corner, and watched the storm come quickly across the the town.
I fell asleep, watching the sky and the wind move the trees under the yellow halogen lights, but no dreams. I got up and drove another hour and half, and then did a six hour presentation to a company that makes industrial microwave ovens.
Today's my first day of school (with kiddies, I've been back for a few days) and of course last night I had school dreams. The one I remember the most is of trying to get a project started with my 8th graders and one of them deciding that his medieval village would contain a marijuana farm - and he had some real pot plants to use in his diorama.
Last night I had a dream that Lenny kravitz came to do a concert in my neighborhood which had been devastated by zombies. No one but me would come out of their house though, so I was the only person who saw him sing his big hit "I'm a Hasidic Jew". He just stood in the street, no stage or anything, danced sining in the rain style on light poles. When I told people about it they never heard the song and I had to sing part of it for them. I drove through a zombie battle field, dead bodies and limbs etc, get to my sisters . While I was telling everyone there about it, my nephew crashed my new remote control helicopter, which I just got done telling him not to touch.
I had a dream the other night that I went to some sort of special church service in a mega church. With the cast of Big Bang Theory. All four of the guys from BBT plus myself were dressed in drag. I still had a beard. We were all brought in front of the church and people voted by applause for which one they liked best. Then they could come and put money in a box in front of us. Instead of just declaring the person with the most money the winner, we had to take the money and buy pastries; the person with the most pastries was the winner. Naturally, that was myself, and I remember being really popular with a bunch of fan girls after that...despite that I was still in drag with a beard.
Last night I just dreamed about work. Although I also dreamed that Skip was the size of a great dane and that was awesome.
Last weekend I do not know what was in the water Bobby and I were drinking but it was crazy! First, he woke himself up singing Memories (yes, the Streisand tune) only to find me sleepwalking. I was looking for a bomb shelter behind the television that is mounted to the wall.
Because, duh, that is where we keep our bomb shelter.
Sigh. Honestly? The night after watching a movie with George Clooney in it (Intolerable Cruelty, I think -- I enjoyed it) I dreamed I was doing some heavy making out with the very handsome (but remarried - not in my dream tho) dad of one of my kids' best friends since kindergarten. Unfortunately, 2/3 through the dream he turned into some woman I know but can't remember who it was, but that seemed okay, too. Just disappointing upon waking.
On a personal note -- do any of you ladies ever "finish" in your sexy dreams? I guess if I ask, I should offer my own answer, but I don't think anyone wants to hear that from me.
Actually, one of the things I learned on this very board was that most people do not ~ahem~ engage with themselves or others in their sleep. This was after making a comment under the assumption that this was totally normal and everybody would just nod and whatever. Awkwardsauce. Then I read that it is called sexsomnia and it is classified as a disorder. Thanks a lot, innernets. I could've gone my entire life without knowing that I'm a freak if it weren't for you and those meddling kids.