Tuesday, December 2, 2008


As of late I have been dreaming heavily and remembering my dreams. They have all been a little on the slightly crazy side. What dreams aren't though?

So here is a rundown of some of my more interesting dreams:

1. I dreamt I was one of Barack Obama's daughters. I was getting a wardrobe makeover a la Sarah Palin. We also rode around in a beater pickup truck and Daddy Barack was wearing overalls.

2. I was in the Middle East against my will. Pretty much like Sally Fields in "Not Without My Daughter." Complete with all the melodrama and burquas as well.

3. Dreamt that a Winco was built a block from my house. Sad I know, but I was soooo happy when I woke up.

4. I went to my Ob's office with a friend to get Botox. Because I was sick. The friend will remain unnamed because she was getting Botox done as well. And she reads my blog.

5. Fighting space aliens. Including fist fights, jumping walls, flying, etc. I think I might have been Will Smith, although I never got a good look at myself.

So now for the piece de resistance. This one isn't so much a weird dream as a dream I have had many times. Meaning at least 20 times in the last few years.

The dream is always the same. I know that I am married, and I know that I have kids, but I am in my senior year of college. I am moving into the house that I lived in during that year, although my roommates are different. Sort of like the guys from Animal House, completely undesirable and male. I am struggling to get unpacked and get ready for school, I just can't seem to get anything done.

Flash to the first day of school. I can't seem to make it to the HUB to get my class schedule and when I do get it, I have already missed several classes and am late for my next class. I try getting to that class but for some reason I can't find the classroom. I finally get there and class is over. I then have to make my way back to the HUB to get my code to open my mailbox. This is really important for some reason. I get the code, accidently forget it and the mail people won't give me the code again.

This is where I freak out in the dream and wake up. I've been picking it apart for a long time and could use some fresh insight. I always try to address what might be nagging me at the time or what I'm struggling to get done, but I still have this dream. Any thoughts on this dream?


Diana said...

I love dreams. A lot. A lot.
I am no interpreter though. I've had instances where I've dreamt the same things before. Pretty crazy how our minds work.
And, once, a few weeks ago, I dreamt that I was married to Barack Obama. (Yes, I know I'm married...but Dreams take you places...:) I've also been Jack Bauer's (24) girl friend too.

The Soptich clan said...

I'm just still laughing about little Jenny Obama :)
And, Mrs. Diana Obama too.
Why am I getting stuck with having dreams like I'm playing pool with Eddie Murphy??? Its just not the same...

Hope said...

I have had really weird dreams and some realistic ones. The school dream, and forgetting your password-might be anxiety ridden. There are so many numbers we have to know now a days (passwords on computers, pin numbers for bank accounts, cell phone numbers, home numbers). I don't know, I'm grasping.

lefty said...

Oh Diana. That is THE dream. Jack Bauer's girlfriend. Wow. I've never been a huge Sutherland fan, but man, Jack Bauer is hot!!

Jen, your code...well here is the secret code for your next dream:
Monkeys fly at Midnight. That's is what you will say to your voice activated mailbox. I really want you to receive the package.

Was it me getting botox? I read a few weeks ago in People Magazine (which we know is reliable!) that you can get botox for TMD or as some people call it, TMJ. It is suppose to help with the pain or something. I'm planning on losing weight in my body but keeping my face chubby thus plumping any wrinkles that will occur on my face and saving money by not having to get botox.

another code: bultalay

32 Flavors said...

Thanks Prone. The next time I have this dream I'm set. I'll say the code and you and Diana will hop out and give Jack Bauer Botox. So hot!

An Ordinary Mom said...

What? Are you telling me I need Botax? You must tell who this person is :) !!

I always have at least one recurring dream. So far I think mine are linked to moves or significant changes in my life. When I was little, I always dreamed about climbing a certain staircase that I passed every day when I walked to school and bad people were chasing me. In college, in one apartment, I always dreamt that I had registered for a class, but didn't know it and therefore I failed it. Another college apartment dream, I always lost my keys in that one. When I first got married, I dreamt repeatedly that I lost my wedding ring.

My current recurrent dream? That I am supposed to be feeding a friend's fish, but I keep forgetting and therefore it dies.

Crazy, I know. And all these recurring dreams always wake me up.