Is that a liger?

So, I had this strange dream the other day that I'm at Dawn's house, however it isn't really Dawn's house. It is this huge home with many rooms, formal living and dining rooms and she and Billy are giving me the tour. We come to one of the bedrooms and it is all white...white walls, white carpet, white bedding, white window treatments and I thought that was really odd. We come to the next room and it is quite large with four sets of bunk beds which Billy told me was the girls room. It turns out that the LSU gymnastics team was living with Dawn and Billy. As we are standing in their room, a large animal comes to the window and I'm frightened by it and Billy tells me it is the neighborhood liger and he is very friendly. Billy invites me to join him outside to meet the friendly neighborhood liger and as we go outside he runs away which makes me very nervous. It turns out this isn't the friendly neighborhood liger, it is a mean liger and we should go back inside before he comes back...and then I wake up.

It's a girl and a boy and a girl!

In my dream last night I was in labor and had a baby girl...then the doctor surprisingly reveals that there is another baby and it is a boy. Then what do you know, a third baby and it is another girl. The third baby was very tiny, like the size of my hand and died shortly after being born. The funny thing is with medical technology the way it is nowadays, how many people are surprised by twins or triplets? I'd guess few if any. I was so surprised by triplets and was very upset that I didn't have three names picked out. Just to make sure you caught that, I was upset that I didn't have three names picked out, not that I had three babies and one of them just died. It was really weird...and a bit disturbing because the thought of having one child let alone three totally freaks me out right now!

Amish Friendship Bread

Brandon brought home a starter kit for Amish Friendship Bread yesterday and he seemed really excited about it and I just rolled my eyes. For those of you who don't know what Amish Friendship Bread is, it is basically a chain letter in the form of bread dough. It is kind of neat at first but then it requires a lot of work, kneading the starter mixture, adding ingredients, dividing it up into starter kits that you give to your friends to harness them with these same responsibilities. I think it should be called Amish Enemy Bread because not many people I know would think it was friendly of me to give them raw bread dough?!?! Anyway the whole point of my story is to say that I ended up having a dream about the Amish Friendship Bread last night...the dream goes much like I'm assuming the scenario will go in real life. Brandon didn't have anything to do with the starter mixture after a few days and I just ended up baking all of the bread instead of dividing it up to give to people and we ended up with loads of loaves of various types of bread. There were so many loaves that I ran out of ideas of what to put in them...there were chocolate chip muffins, banana nut bread, cinnamon raisin bread, etc. I even put plums in one of the loaves...is there even such a thing as plum bread? Well there was in my dream last night!

May I have this dance?

I dreamt last night that I was invited to this open house/store opening for a gift shop call Sanctuary. We actually have a gift shop in town that is located in an old church called Sanctuary and I've never been there...anyway that was what the party was for and it was at the beautiful large home with a small room to the side where the selection of items to purchase were located. The rest of the home was set up like an open house or party, complete with butler passed hors d'oeuvres, tended bar, and dance floor. So, I'm talking with my friend Jake Gyllenhaal (remember this is a dream blog) and he says "There is someone I'd like you to meet." and walks me over to introduce me to Matt Damon (who I'm not even really a fan of) and I'm jumping up and down, so excited to meet Matt Damon and can not remember one movie he was in. He asks me to dance and when we head the the dance floor I do not have on shoes, but roller skates and he proceeds to roll me around the dance floor, then I wake up.

Now do you see why I must blog these things?????

The one that started it all

I'm at and old European hotel and I get on the elevator to return to my room but it never stops. I finally pry the doors open to realize the elevator is traveling horizontally not vertically. I return to the lobby to find a group of my friends who are waiting for a different elevator. The doors open and this elevator is the size of a large sitting room with couches, tables and chairs. I choose a seat at a table and the elevator doesn't move, it never goes anywhere. I'm waiting rather impatiently then finally decide to take the stairs instead. I storm off of the elevator and up six flights of stairs only to realize that I don't have a key to my room. I go back down the stairs, return to the elevator to obtain the key from my friend, climb the six flights of stairs, reach my room only to find the door is unlocked.
This was the dream that started the dream journal...my journal entry is dated December 11, 2003 and is the only entry in my dream journal. I have a lot of dreams that stick with me and ones that I find utterly bizarre so that is why I stared my dream blog...enjoy!