Pixie Tail

Last night I dreamed that I had a girlfriend… instead of a husband. It was fun, and interesting. I don’t remember much about it, but she was great and we were good friends, too. We wouldn’t need any baby cribs, though, unless we were to adopt!

I slept good last night, even though I don’t remember much more of my dream! Dangit! I thought I had more in my brain but now as I sit here I don’t think I remember much else.

Muffit, our new dog, has been sleeping right next to me, he is so very cute. I was all crooked when I woke up on the bed this morning. Head at one corner, feet opposite corner, and two collies and one border collie layed out with me. I do love sleeping with the dogs.

Last night my dreams were a bit odd… as per usual. I dreamed that I was in a house, a very beautiful house with lots of big windows and the scenery was gorgeous.

My ex husband was there, and so was my current husband. But not at the same time. There were three bedrooms. The master bedroom had two single beds, which I found odd and it seemed the prior owners didn’t want the main couple sleeping together. The second bedroom had a queen size bed and the third bedroom, that was all windows, had a couch that was a roll out bed. I remember explaining the bed arrangements to someone.

I was married to my first husband, then divorced him and married my current husband. Then I divorced my current husband and went back to my ex, and did this a couple more times until I finally settled on my current husband and was finally happy!

At one point my ex was doing backflips outside the windowed room on the railing… and when he got closer he was topless, and chubby, and had three boobs. Which I thought was a bit odd!

I didn’t dream about cars… just the house, so no need for online car insurance in my dream, but you just never know sometimes.

Fun dream. I woke with a good feeling, and that is the most important part.

Well I seem to be on a roll of dreamless sleep. Well, not dreamless, because I’m waking up at night and going to the bathroom and remembering to remember my dreams, but it’s just not sticking. Maybe it’s because I’ve been super tired this weekend because of doing dog agility all weekend.

Maybe I need some talent management in my dreams to record them! 

I miss my dreams and I want to be able to remember them again! I’m sure I will, it’ll just take some time.

I don’t usually have a hard time falling asleep, fortunately. I was taking Trazadone for a while to help me sleep, because when I started taking Sertraline it was harder for me to sleep. However, it made me be half asleep for about six months so I stopped taking it.

Now I sleep fine, but the other night I took a melatonin. A good night sleep keeps us healthy and keeps our life insurance quotes down. And I do love my sleep. Nine hours or so a night is what I like best!

Anyway the melatonin seemed like it made it so I didn’t remember my dreams as well. I thought it was rather odd. As I do like remembering my dreams! So I might experiment with it for a while, and see if I can still dream when I take it.

Tonight, I want to get a good night sleep. Mainly because I am doing agility with my dogs this weekend. I’m considering getting a softer mattress. The one I have is very firm… though not as bad as some of the ones I have slept on in hotels, mainly a recent trip to California.

So I’m considering getting a new mattress. Something soft that will support my back and my neck. Something I don’t have to travel to find… like the nice soft mattresses in hotels! Instead of the firm ones. And risking loosing luggage… I hate loosing luggage when I travel! Maybe Zero Halliburton would help!

Anyway… what kind of mattress do you have, soft or firm?

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Last night I dreamed a lot… though now I only remember a little bit. I remember I was in my Uncle’s basement, I was staying there for a while as I was looking to buy a house in California. He is in the Los Angeles area. I wanted to buy a house nearby him, with a two car garage. And I called my husband to ask what he thought of the house I was looking at, and he said he was fine with whatever I decided on.

I often dream of selling or buying a house. It’s an odd recurring theme. I do want a new house but I really don’t want to go through the process, and I don’t want to move. I’d rather fix up our current house, maybe using directbuy to do so. Though I can’t afford it right now.

I remember asking my relatives, who were there, if they thought I could buy a decent home in California for about $300,000… and they all said no.

I’m kinda embarrassed about last nights dream… was it racist? I don’t think so… but it was kinda odd. I don’t remember every dreaming of a person’s skin color before, but last night I did.

Not coming from a Branson condo… but maybe staying in one, I had a sister who was an African American. And she was adopted… and lived with us white folks. And she fit in well, but for some reason society convinced her that people with black skin were just not trustworthy, even though that is what she had.

So then I met another African American at school… I think it was at school, and befriended her. But my sister, having been programmed against her own skin color, didn’t like my new friend! But I liked them both and wanted them to get along.

It was weird… personally I think all people are created equal despite skin color.

Okay, last night’s dream is just about gone. Dangit… it was a man, again, though now I don’t remember who, where, or why. Maybe some weight loss pills would jog my memory… but I’m not so sure about that.

I remember waking up in the middle of the night and going to the bathroom, and remembering my dream, and trying to convince my brain to keep the memory of the dream until I woke up. But now, it seems to be gone. Darnit. I like remembering my dreams and no matter how much I sit here and try.. it’s not coming back.

Oh well, there’s always tonight!

Maybe I should send off party invitations for my dreams, since they are so weird. I could make movies out of them and sell tickets!

Last night I dreamed that I was amidst a war… there were humans and there were other beings, too. They were mostly like humans big bigger, stronger and tougher. With leathery skin that almost seemed reptilian. And most of them were evil, but not all.

So I was on this land with two men, one human and one from this other race. And they were both on my side, and we had to fight to survive. And they were able to fight and practically wipe out most of the others who were trying to kill us. I remember watching as their swords flew and they killed thousands of people at once… and they were just about the only two left standing. And then the landscape changed, as the bad guys socked us into a very small portion of land. Separated by water from the mainland.. it was like an island, but it seemed to be in a huge building.

So we were stuck on this island and it had little resources and we didn’t know how to get off…

This dream, amazingly enough, I still remember from a couple of nights ago. My weekend was not very relaxing so I haven’t had much time to write this one down.

I was in line, we all were.. in our cars, waiting to get into this shooting range for bows. I was with my old friend Don from years ago… I need to call him to see what he’s up to. It was good to see him again, if only in a dream.

We were frustrated because they wouldn’t let us in to use our bows. Then I remembered that I’d forgotten mine at home and I had to run back and get it. I still have it, it’s a compact bow and it’s in my closet in the basement. I had fun with it when I was younger. Haven’t used it in years.

Then after (I don’t think we ever go to use our bows) we went to an old restaurant he liked. I don’t remember the name but it probably was a franchise. And I liked it too, it was Italian and I like Italian!