Legos Have Birthdays?

I woke up early this morning thinking "Happy Birthday, Legos."

This was so important to me in my sleepy 2 am brain that I even wrote it down.



I remember thinking "This has to be important. I should write it down so I don't forget." Well, I didn't forget but I still haven't figured out how it could be important.

Wedding Anxiety

After I wrote the Quick Write, I remembered that I really did have something I wanted to write about. My dream wedding...

OK, not dream wedding as in "Wow! This is exactly what I want my wedding to be like." but "I had a dream and was going to get married."

Onto the dream.

I'm headed to a friend's wedding (yep, we were getting married on the same day...the nerve!) with my family. I don't remember much of the wedding at all because I was so preoccupied with the fact that I was getting married in a few hours. I was sure that I had forgotten to do something and I would arrive to get married and someone would tell me I didn't have everything and would not let me get married. I was also really annoyed that I had to be at this wedding even though I had so many things I could have been doing to prepare. I was so anxious in this dream. My biggest fears were all included in this dream: not being prepared, being embarrassed, not getting married to the person I love so much (though I never saw him, I'm sure he was handy and handsome).

That was really it. Just me with a bunch of anxiety trying to run through a check list of things I was sure I hadn't done that needed to be done. Same old Ash J. Anxious about things she can't do anything about.

Wedding

To see a wedding in your dream, symbolizes a new beginning or transition in your current life. They reflect your issues about commitment and independence. Alternatively, your wedding dream refers to feelings of bitterness, sorrow, or death. Such dreams are often negative and highlight some anxiety or fear. If you dream that the wedding goes wrong or ends in disaster, then it suggests that there is more negativity that needs to be dealt with.

To dream that you are planning your own wedding to someone you never met, is a metaphor symbolizing the union of your masculine and feminine side. It represents a transitional phase where you are seeking some sort of balance between your aggressive side and emotional side. Two previously conflicting aspects are merging together as one.

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House Dreams

Here's some background before I get into the dream I had last night.

When we went to see #2--Taylorsville Condo yesterday, another realtor and a client were looking at it when we got there.

This condo is priced right now at $128,000.


Here's the dream:

I went to Tom, my realtor, to tell him I wanted to put an offer in on Taylorsville Condo. So to do this you go to the persons house and tell them what you're offering. When we arrived this same realtor lady that was there yesterday came strolling out of the bedroom and told us that she and her client had just made an offer that was accepted. We asked what they offered and she said $220,000. I was baffled at why you'd offer almost $100,000 more than the asking price but I left and went home.

When I got home I was going to watch TV so I plopped on the couch and pressed the "on" button on the remote. Nothing happened so I looked up and saw that the TV was gone. I then looked around and noticed that doors were open and many of our things were missing.

I freaked out and ran out of the house because I was sure that who ever had stolen our things was still in the house. I was headed to my neighbor's house to call someone. As I'm walking over there a big black dog comes running down the street and then heads to our fence. The dog is barking and going crazy. I see the fence open just as the dog is getting there and a young kid (probably 13 or 14 years old) runs out with the dog chasing him. I'm super freaked so I scream and run to the neighbor's house.

Weird.

Dream

I had this crazy dream last night and had to write it down so I wouldn't forget it and so all you can read about it.

In this dream I'm going camping with my mom, grandpa and one of my sisters. My sister and I pull up to the camp site and my grandpa and mom are already there.

We get out of the car and right in front of us is a giant tree, we're talking 30-40 feet tall. The odd thing about this tree is that it is only a trunk, no branches or leaves. Another odd thing is that my grandpa has turned it into a generator.

Now if you have a huge generator, what obvious things would you bring camping? That's right, a Ferris wheel, the biggest one you've ever seen, and another carnival ride (2 seats, spins, almost dumps you out...).

My sister and I decide to ride the other ride because we've done Ferris wheels before. As we're about to get on the ride, my grandpa shows me a motor he's made. It's made of shiny, silver metal and kind of heavy for it's size. When you turn it on the propeller at the front twirls around really fast. I decide I like it a lot and want to look at it more while on the ride. I turn the motor on and my sister and I get on the ride.

We go for a while then the ride almost dumps me out of my seat so I let go of the motor and grab onto the seat so I don't fall out. Then I realize the motor is going to crash to the earth and break if I don't grab it. The only trouble is the spinning propeller is close to me and the part I was holding is away from me so if I grab it, the motor will cut off my fingers.

I decide to try to kick it to turn it around so I can grab it. This plan works but the motor also cuts the back of my legs.

The ride stops and we get off. I'm a bit in shock because both legs have huge gashes in them. I walk over to my mom and tell her to look at them. The cuts go through the muscle but aren't bleeding. My mom says that because there's no blood I don't need to worry about them and they'll heal fine. I'm thinking I need stitches because the wounds are huge and there's no way they're going to heal. My last thought is what my students are going to say when I come to school with gaping wounds on my legs.

It was a quite frightening dream for me. I was very worried about my legs. I was also mad at my mom for not realizing how severe my injures were.

On a brighter note, I made it through one week of school! Yeah team Miss Jaeger!

Beautiful Russian Poems

My writing class is seeping into my dreams.

Last night I had a dream that I was writing poems with Kara DioGuardi (new American Idol judge)

and a very tall, very blond Russian man.

He was having a lot of difficulty writing his poem and I was trying to help my hugging him as he wrote (what?!?).

Kara was getting annoyed with him because he was such a downer and kept saying how much he hated writing poems. She gave him a beautiful line as an example and in my dream I wrote it in my Writer's Notebook (a journal you're supposed to keep with you at all times and write things that interest you, are beautiful, thoughtful...so you can live "a writer's life." I don't really have one but just gave a presentation on it on Wednesday). I wish I could remember the line to see if it really is a beautiful line.

We then change scenes and this Russian is someone's manny and I'm in love with him and so is the mom/wife in the story. The rest is a bit fuzzy but I'm pretty sure I broke up that affair.

Summer Dreams

I finally came to the decision that I had to drop my July MEd. class. I'm super bummed about it because it was with one of my favorite professors and I know I would learn a lot with her.

But alas, being hired at a year-round school has squashed my dreams of spending every summer hour improving my teaching abilities. Instead, I now have to spend July soaking up the sun and sleeping in (at least until mid-July when orientation starts).

Dreams from last night:

I had a dream that I was at Bear Lake. I know there were a few people there with me but I'm not sure who they were any more. The only person I remember is a very blond toddler. The beach was rocks then sand then water. We began playing in the sand and the toddler was playing in the shallow water right by the edge of the sand. As we were playing on the sand we noticed the tide was coming in really fast (do all bodies of water have tides or just the ocean? I don't know but in my dream Bear Lake had a tide). The water soon came all the way up to the rock part of the beach (there is no more sand, it's all under water). We're all trying to figure out why the tide came in so fast as we see the toddler walking back to where he was playing before, which is now under water. He quickly slips under the water to the bottom and we can see him because the water is crystal clear. He's struggling to get to the top but is unable to. We all swim out to get him and I grab him and pull him to the surface.

What does that mean? I was so scared for that baby!

Rats, Unemployment and (over the counter)Drug Induced Dreams

Book #3: Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH by Robert C. O'Brien
If you want a book that will make you like rats and mice, this is it. I hate mice and rats, ewww, disgusting! But I loved the characters--Mrs. Frisby, her mice children, Nicodemus, Justin, Mr. Ages, Brutus--all of which were mice and rats. In the end I almost shed a tear. It was a great book in which if you're anything like me you will identify with the characters (yes, they're mice and rats) and want to live their cool little lives. This book also won a Newbery Medal and I can see why. It is excellently written. Another aspect I enjoyed with this book is that it was written in 1971 (38 years ago!) but is still relevant and still a good read. I think, if not already classified as this, it will become a classic. I give this book 5 stars!

The plus side of being unemployed

-I can sleep until 10 am, eat breakfast then go straight back to bed

-With all this extra sleep, my body is recuperating quite quickly

-I'm reading daily

-I don't have to shower every day

-I'm dreaming again (I think I have to have at least 7 hours of sleep a night for a long period of time for this dreaming thing to happen)

-I am able to make it to family and friend get togethers

What I've learned over the past 3 nights

Benadryl Allergy + Melatonin - an alarm clock = Super Crazy Dreams

I don't remember the details but I was "dating" some guy or maybe we had just met. He had a son. We all ate ice cream. The son wanted more ice cream but there wasn't any more. The dad had to leave. I was bummed. So I packed up my stuff (we were sleeping (not in the same bed or even the same room, my dreaming self is not a super slut) at my grandparent's house but it was more like a motel) and accidentally bumped into him as we both left.

There were 3 more last night that I think would fit better into the "crazy dream" category but I don't remember any details though I do remember waking up after one, saying the details and going back to sleep.