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...