Saturday, October 30, 2010

The Vet


Mom told me about a new vet I should go to in an area of town I had never been to before. I drove down a road and followed a car to an old-fashioned shopping mall that reminded me of the Century Mall in Ft. Collins. The car drove through an archway, directly into the building, and parked in the middle of the mall. There were elderly people sitting on benches and shoppers walking by. I got out and saw the vet's office right away, but then realized I had forgotten to bring the dogs with me. I got back in my car and drove home to get them. Upon returning, I parked the car and walked to the office again, leaving the dogs in the car. I couldn't believe I had done it again and went back to the car to get the dogs. I could see them jumping up and down in the car, barking at me, anxious to get out and see the new vet.

My Neighbor Goes to Jail


Denise was mad at me for the dogs barking and was standing outside my window yelling at me. I encouraged her, planning to call the police and have her arrested. She was trying to sell me something and I knew that if I bought it, it would make me look better when the police came. I used my cell phone to place an order for $600 and immediately, boxes of whatever I had ordered were stacked against my wall. I stuck my head out the window and she continued yelling at me. Somehow I enticed her into my house and then called 911. When the police arrived, they immediately bent her over and handcuffed her. She looked so ashamed and knew she had been caught red-handed, trespassing in my house. I explained to the police what a horrible woman she was and they took her away. She was in the process of trying to adopt a little boy and she realized the arrest would halt the adoption. I felt bad for her, but I was so happy to get revenge. The next day when I came home, mom and dad were at my house and mom said she had gone through my text messages and saw where I had placed the order. She knew that I had manipulated the situation to get Denise arrested and was very disappointed in me.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Paris


I flew to Paris and when I got off the plane, I found myself with a woman and her boyfriend. They invited me to stay at his house, which he described as very modest. We drove down a busy highway and then turned onto a road across from a large mall. There were Dr. Seuss trees lining the lane and we pulled up to a stone cottage. When we first entered the house, it was very small and he told me he was in the process of remodeling. It had stone floors and a quaint kitchen with an old-fashioned stove and refrigerator. I was enchanted and kept telling him, "This is exactly what I pictured a French house would look like!" I ran from room to room, up and down stairs, and through crooked passages. I went outside and saw the pool and beautiful landscaping and realized the house was a mansion. I called mom and told her what a wonderful time I was having, but she was very worried that I was staying with strangers and didn't want to hear more. At one point, a man asked me a question in French. I understood him, but replied, "Si." Then I realized I had answered in Spanish, not French, and quickly said, "I mean oui!" He laughed at me. Another woman entered the dream and I realized she was pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. She was somehow related to either the guy or his girlfriend. We became friends and cooked dinner together in the beautiful kitchen. Her parents arrived to take her away and make her have the baby. At first, they seemed very friendly and I sat on the couch talking to them. Then her dad started making passes at me and trying to touch me under the pillows on the couch. I kept telling him no and tried to stay away from him. At the end of the dream, they caught the pregnant girl and were trying to force her into a car. She was crying and I gave her a big hug and told her everything would be alright. I whispered in her ear that I had been in the same situation more than once and she looked at me surprisingly, but also relieved.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

The Octopus


The pond in my backyard was enclosed in a little gazebo with benches all around it. A large octopus lived in the pond and would crawl out and sit on one of the benches. I was very scared of the octopus, but didn't know how to get rid of it. It was pink and it would stick its suction cups on the windows in the gazebo.

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Christmas with the Grammers


The Grammers lived in Colorado and we went to visit them for Christmas. It started to snow and got very cold, but we were all snug inside the house. There was a dog giving birth to puppies, but no one thought the puppies would survive because it was so cold. They were in the house, but mom said we should put them in the refrigerator to keep them warm (???). At one point we were all riding in an old-fashioned car down a snowy road. Then it was Christmas morning and we got dressed up in Dr. Seuss costumes for all the kids. We blew a loud horn and they came running down the stairs to see us all standing in a circle singing like the Whos in Who-ville. Steve, who looked like Brooks Smith, was engaged to a really wealthy woman. Bill, who looked like Craig T. Nelson, drove into the living room in an old-fashioned convertible and then drove into the garage. He drove back into the room in a different car and crashed into a wall.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Walmart


I went shopping at Walmart and when I went to the parking lot, I couldn't find my car. I searched everywhere and finally came to the conclusion that it had been stolen. Mom and Susan were with me and I called 911 to report the theft. The 911 operator was very rude and hard to understand. He kept asking me a question that I just couldn't decipher, so I asked him to spell it for me. Exasperated, he said, "A-P-L . . ." but the word he spelled didn't make any sense. I handed the phone to mom to see if she could figure out what he was saying. All this time, we're wandering around the parking lot trying to figure out how we're going to get home. I was surprised when mom was very short with the operator and a little aggressive.