I have been really awful at this blog...but I'm going to try to get better cause in my 2001 Things To Do Before You Die book one of them is 'record your dreams'...so I gotta do it...

The one one that I can still remember from a few nights ago went like this...

I was looking for my dad. I was walking around the house looking for him and calling him and I couldn't find him. Then I remember that he had died. I was SUPER sad about it...but the next thing I know I'm working at Olive Garden. It was like it was my first day there...but I had worked there before. I was waiting on my first table, which was a bunch of young blonde mormon girls (and I think they were in my dream because on my cruise the table next to us at our dinners was a table of 4 mormon young mormon girls). I brought them their drinks and their food...and I kept making little mistakes but I just kept apologizing because my dad had just died and it was my first day working for a while. I remember at one point I realized that it had been a while since I had checked on my table of girls...and that their drinks were empty and they were waiting for their dessert. But...I was too embarrassed to go back and fill their drinks and stuff because it had already been such a long time.

And then I woke up...

The funny thing about this dream was that towards the end of it I kept waking up and I felt so guilty about that table of girls! Even a few times in the morning I would wake up and have a hard time going back to sleep cause I felt so bad...it's so weird how dreams can effect you like that!

Sorry Sarah...

I feel that ever since I started this blog I have had a really hard time remembering my dreams...and when I do remember then I have a hard time remember to blog about them!

I will start with last nights dream since it is the freshest in my mind:

I was visiting Sarah (which I do A LOT in my dreams) and her walls were a really horrible yellow color...so I decide to paint them for her. I am sort of in a hurry so I do a really crappy job only getting about 1/3 of the walls painted. I could tell she is really annoyed at me so I leave but I know I have to come back to finish her walls. So I am at her house again (which really isn't her house) and I am re-painting her walls this really pretty red color. The next thing I know all of these little kids are arriving because Sarah runs a day care...but Sarah isn't there so I have to watch these kids and paint at the same time. One lady drops her kid off and this guy comes with her...and this guy comes in with her and he starts to warn me about how needy and vain this lady was...

The next thing I know the room I am painting is actually one of the rooms at the church...(it's the room by the Young Womens room that can be divided into 3 rooms)...and Connie Hasek is teaching seminary there while I am trying to paint.

And then I woke up...

hmmm...

Well...my dreams lately have been very lackluster...

There were a few nights when I was sick and so I woke up every so often and could not remember my dreams...

And for the past week after that I've been sleeping in a new house and I wonder if that is why I haven't really dreampt anything that I can remember...

Sort of uneventful if you are trying to record your dreams...

it's the end of the world as we know it...

So I've waited all day to blog about this dream so I don't remember as well as I would like...

First thing we were all living on like a beach or something next to a big cliff...and all I remember is that my bed was right next to the cliff and something really important was happening or going to happen so there was a lot of 'construction' going on and I get up off my bed only to have a big huge rock fall down right where I had been sitting. I remember that Bishop Anderson was the one who rolled it off the cliff.

The next thing I knew were were all living in the church and for some reason it was flooding or it was going to flood really badly and we were all sort of scrambling around trying to get things taken care of (even though I don't remember ever seeing any water) and then it was all sort of taken care of I think and then we went into the chapel and the middle of the room there was a huge drain and there was about a foot of standing water in the room...but it was slowly going down the drain and the bishop was sitting on one of the pews talking about what a close call we had.

Then I remember thinking since it had 'stopped raining' I needed to get my suitcases loaded up into a truck. So Kyle Schmid said he would help me and for some reason or another in my dream I just knew he was engaged and I was SO MAD that no one had told me and so mad that it wasn't me. Then it donned on me that I was engaged and in love with Daron so I didn't care about Kyle anymore...

And then I woke up...

Hello cuz...

So last night I dreamt that I had this really close friend, but he was in a Mexican gang. There was a big group of us hanging out at this house...and then I realized that him and his gang were taking us all hostage. I remember looking around and seeing little kids and then I would look at my friend and we wouldn't say anything but I would just give him this 'I'm disappointed' look and he would look at me with this 'I don't have a choice' look...

The next thing I know I am in a car with my cousin Kyle and his new wife Katie and then we are at their apartment. (I've never been to their house in real life so this was just their dream apartment) They are looking around for some college books and I remember thinking that we were in a hurry for something but I wasn't sure what...

And then I woke up...

The very first...

So I was sitting here working on the favors for the wedding and I was thinking about my dream that I had last night and the thought came to me that I should start a dream blog.

I dream almost every single night. Well...I guess they say everyone dreams...but the cool this is I always remember mine... and I have always thought I should write them down or something but I never have...until now!

The very first dream I ever remember having was when I was really little. I was standing in a big auditorium type place with a big staircase behind me and across the auditorium was a big stage...and on that stage were a bunch of dinosaurs. They were nestled somewhere inbetween cute cartoon dinosaurs and big scary mean ones. When I turned around I looked up the staircase and at the very top were all of the characters from Return to Oz; Dorothy, Tick Tock, Belina, Jack and the Gump. I remember thinking I needed to go tell them about the dinosaurs and so I was running up the stairs...but I could never get to the top...and then I woke up.

Flash forward to last night. I am in college and it's the end of the semester and people are cleaning out their dorms and checking out with the R.A. (I often have dreams that I am back in college, but it's always back at WIU and not BYU-I) I got to check out and my R.A. points out that all of my furniture and bookshelves are still in there and if I didn't get them out in just a few hours I would be charged a huge fine. For some reason I am with Stacies family and I am desperatly seeking their help to get this furniture out. They seem sort of put out by it...but know that I have to get it out of my dorm or I will be charged this fine. The problem was it was going to be almsot impossible to get in out the door and down the hall and down the elevator and then I knew that even if I could figure out how to get the stuff out out, I would never be able to get it in my car! So I debated calling a moving truck company but it was late at night and no one could come. I also remember thinking that I was just going to throw them away anyway so I could just throw them out the window and clean up that mess later. After much frustration in trying to figure out what to do...I realized that I was only dreaming and it didn't matter(something else that happens often in my dreams...I realize I'm only dreaming)....so I decided to go to the bathroom (still dreaming) and I remember thinking how gross the bathrooms were and I was thankful to not have to be using them much longer...

And then I woke up...