The Dreams of Hannah

I dreamed that my father's entire family lived on my block, including a few people who don't exist, like a senile great-grandmother of mine. There was a blizzard and I was sent around to check on my family, except I didn't want to check on Great-Grandma because she scared me, so I walked past her house and hoped she wasn't dead. Then later when I went back, my grandma and my Uncle Andy were running in and out of our house boiling water.

There was also something about a teacher who wanted to send children to different houses to learn different things, but people abandoned his way of thinking and sent their children to a public school after all.

Labels: grandma m, uncle andy

I dreamed B'qi put a giant orange roadblock sign in my room. The sign read "TAMMIX". Then as B'qi was going to leave, she turned to me and said, "Warning! It grows!" and sprang out of my room, leaving me to wonder why she put a growing road sign in my room.

Labels: b'qi

I had two dreams that sort of mixed and intermingled with each other. In one, I was watching a movie (written by someone named Doogly Snort) and it was about The Boy Who Wasn't There, except he really was there, he just would evaporate in the wind. In the movie he floated on a balloon to this place with a red barn, and when he went inside it was a spaceship. Angelina Jolie was in there and she was working very hard on something but getting frustrated because the only other crew member on board was John Travolta and he was wearing a cape and dancing and singing in the no gravity room. ("No gravityyyy, no gravityyyyy, zero zero zero gravityyyyy" occasionally mingled with "Money, money, he gave me money, money, money" from Knox's The Matrix). She kept yelling at him to shut up and get in and help her fix the ship.

Then I was in my house and this dude said, "The one thing my three-year-old girl is deathly afraid of is the Terminator. Let's scare her." For some reason I go along with this, so the guy hands me what looks like a giant hand puppet of.... a really fat Grover from Sesame Street? So I put the hands over my hands and try to fit the head over my head and body except it doesn't really work. Somehow I get it on except then I've also got sinister black gloves on (like Darth Vader gloves).

The guy says, "I'll dress up as him too, and we'll chase her through the house," and so he hides upstairs. Everything changes here, and suddenly it's not us trying to scare his daughter, it's Nathan and me playing tag. (I'm still in the costume, and he's upstairs where the guy would've been, still in the costume, just the purpose has changed.) So all these children come running down out of the attic, and I run out and down the stairs but he's pretty close behind and I try to go barreling out the door by smashing into the handle so it'll open and I can just run out without stopping, but I miss and just smash into the door. So I turn and run in the opposite direction and jump over the kitchen table (yeah, right, like I could do THAT in real life) and then I wake up.

Labels: angelina jolie, john travolta, nathan, sesame street, the terminator

I had another long rambling dream, something about a potluck dinner at the church, and Uncle Keith and Aunt Vi were there in this red minivan (why do I keep dreaming about minivans?!) and at one point they got angry because someone moved their van around.

Then we were sitting in the church building, and Pastor Dalmus was doing his sermon. I was sitting in the front pew, with a bunch of sweaters and purses and stuff next to me. He looked at me and said, "Actually, I'm going to have to ask you to move," so I move to another seat and he sits this GIANT box down on the pew which turns out to be a projector of some kind, and he starts projecting things on the wall as visual aids for his sermon or something. Except they're mostly gratuitous and unrelated. Like one is a picture of Junior Asparagus.

Another one is a clip from Blue's Clues, where Steve gets a gift from Blue. He says, "I really enjoy getting gifts. Do you enjoy giving love gifts? Do you enjoy giving love gifts to people you don't really like? Do you have to do that?" And the kids reply, "I don't know!" And he goes, "Well, think of it this way. If there's a circus in town, and you're going to give money to everyone in the circus, and you don't LIKE one person in the circus, well, you don't have to worry about it, because it all gets evened out."

Labels: aunt vi, blue's clues, dalmus, uncle keith, veggietales

I dreamed I went up to visit B'qi for a week, and she had all sorts of things planned for my visit there. Her room didn't look at all like her room, though, it looked like the TV room of our big house in North Dakota. She wanted to see the URLSCDV4, so I began looking through my CD cases for it, only to find that I'd probably left it at home, which made me very angry.

At one point as part of our tour of St. Paul, we went to St. Louis (?!?!) where my dad picked us up next to this this rickety old staircase in a blue van. (Um, *Dad* was in the van. Not the staircase.) "Sorry I'm so late," he said. "It took me a long time to find St. Louis. Your directions aren't very good."

Then B'qi and I went to the American Idol finale, which was NOTHING like the real thing. There were four contestants left - Carrie (from the actual show), Kelly Clarkson, a guy named Josiah who couldn't sing very well, and a guy named Nick who could. They were in our drama room and they stood in all four corners of the room and people would rush over to them, indicating that they were voting for them. B'qi sort of disappeared at this point, and I ran over to Nick because I was going to vote for him. But then I noticed Josiah had about thirteen people around him, and the only other one who was even close to winning was Kelly, and Carrie was yelling, "GO TO KELLY SO JOSIAH DOESN'T WIN!" So I did, and Kelly won, except then they said Carrie really did becasue she was so nice for wanting Kelly to win.

Then we were in a post office, and Mom was ranting and raving because she had mailed four packages out to Uncle Andy and they had all gotten stolen in the post office. I asked her what had happened, and was treated to a flashback, except it was really happening. Mom placed her four packages in what looked like little phone booths, and then stepped away, and Kathrine G. from church walked right up to them and took them away. I followed her over to a wall where she was talking to her parents, took her aside, and informed her that those packages were OURS. She said, yes, she knew, and she was going to give them back, but she had to pick up SOMETHING from the post office to make it look like she had a reason for being here. "Can't let my parents know I only came here for the American Idol finale," she said with a laugh.

Then I'm on a street corner talking with Carrie and Kelly and B'qi, and Carrie starts, like, stripping or something. And then Josiah and Darren come by in a car, and Darren yells out the window something like, "And you couldn't do anything about it - I WON!" which makes me crack up laughing because not only did Darren not win, he wasn't even IN the competition.

And then I'm on the other side of the street and cars are passing in front of me, blocking my view of the side of the street that B'qi's on. When the last car passes by me, I see that everyone's gone. "Everyone's leaving!" I sob. "So are we!" says B'qi, who appears next to a purple minivan. "Come on, Hannah, we're leaving!"

And then I woke up.

Labels: american idol, b'qi, carrie underwood, darren, kathrine, kelly clarkson, mom, uncle andy, urlscds

I dreamed that I was married (not only that, I had kids) and I had some sort of elaborate plot to kill my husband so we could go on vacation. (?!) The plot involved loosening a nut in his car and hiding said nut in the chimney, and then suffocating my husband and hiding him near the car. But at the end I was foiled and we all went on vacation together anyway. Man that was odd.

I had two dreams that distressed me right in a row. First I dreamed that I watched A.I. but it had a different ending where it ends with the kid standing in some sort of huge pink and green satellite dish waving his arms. For some reason this made me horribly sad.

Then I dreamed my driver's ed teacher showed up at my house, whereupon my mom proceeded to yell at him for scaring me out of driving. His response? "Oh, everyone does that. That's a normal response." And for some reason this also made me horribly sad.

Labels: american idol

I dreamed that after the American Idol finale they played all the original audition videos again. (Whoopee.) So my family and I were watching, and Anthony auditions, except I totally didn't recognize it was him because his head was like four times the size of his body and his face was all melted down and he looked VERY yucky. (How Erik SHOULD look.) And my mom and I sat there wondering why he didn't look like that now, when we hit upon the solution. Of course he took the $450 a week the show gives him for wardrobe, and put it all together to get plastic surgery!

Labels: anthony fedorov, mom

I dreamed that there had been news of Stephen and Libby's father being very sick, close to dying. Nathan and Bethany and I were in the den with Dad, talking, when Mom got a phone call. We were all chatting, and Dad shushed us to listen to what Mom was saying. Mom said something to us that I couldn't hear, and she began to cry. I stood up and walked over to her and asked what she had said, and she yelled at me, frustrated, "MY HUSBAND IS DEAD!" And I realized with a shocking certainty that it was MY father who had been sick in the hospital and was now dead.

Labels: bethany, dad, libby, mom, nathan, stephen r

I dreamed that Dad was very angry with Mom because she had used his laptop three times without permission, although at some point in the dream it blended with the fact that she had also driven the van without permission. She kept begging him to forgive her, and he'd just scoff and walk away.

Labels: dad, mom

I dreamed that I was watching an improv comedy team (like ComedySportz), except they were in the Centennial Auditorium. I was sitting very near the front, and was watching them. Tyler was orchestrating part of it, and he announced a new game. He asked if anyone in the audience wanted to play it, but only got a few volunteers. Whenever he got a volunteer he would throw them a slipper. He looked at me and asked me if I'd be willing to be one of the volunteers, and I said sure, and he tossed me a slipper and said something odd like, "One slipper for Miss Joy." He also said something about how I had a loud enough voice to do this game. (?) He got the rest of the people he needed, and then announced the name of the game: Bachelorette Kiss. I got the impression that this was not the type of game I should be playing, so I handed off my slipper to the person next to me, and watched them play the game. I don't remember what the actual game was - it involved the people on stage miming whatever the person with the slipper said. The people on stage also had a Christmas tree.

Then it was intermission, and I was on the other side of the auditorium, talking with a bunch of girls with pink shirts on. They were all from California, and turns out one of them was Keni, one of Sara's friends (except she looked like Leslie J. with pink hair). Once Keni found out I was coming to California, she invited me to a birthday party. Her mother (who didn't look at all like her real mother) was behind her and said, "Oh, good idea, and you can invite Heather, and Stripes!" But Keni made a face and said she didn't really like "Stripes" anymore.

Suddenly the CaliGirls and I were standing around a tiny... well, I don't know what you'd call it. It was like a concession stand only it sold merchandise from the store Claire's. Jasmine was working there so we were all standing around chatting with her. At one point she said, "This is the most boring job in the world." I replied, "Yeah, looks like it." This remark made her go off into peals of hysterical laughter, which surprised me, as I didn't think that was really that funny a statement.

Labels: comedysportz, jasmine h, keni, leslie, tyler