Hospital Visit

This dream had many different parts, but I only remember a few. In one section, I was pregnant, but not showing too much. For some reason, however, I was in the hospital and going into labor. As I was getting set up in a room, I realized that I should NOT be in the hospital at this time. I was only about 4 months along, and I didn't even know what a contraction felt like. I knew that only at a certain frequency of contractions does a pregnant woman go to the hospital to deliver. I don't remember my husband, Austin being there or it even being his child? Anyway... let's skip ahead to an epic battle. The forces of evil were climbing a mountain, and my side (of course the good side) was trying to fend them off. The leader of the evil ones was a tiny woman, dressed in all black. I was standing next to the commander of the forces of good. She ran up the mountain towards us. We were about to kill her, when she took off a ring she was wearing and said something to the effect that she used to be one of us. She showed me the ring, and it was an exact replica of my wedding ring, except with a darker metal instead of white gold. I was shocked, took her hand, and killed my commander. Then I woke up. I guess I picked evil over good last night. Dang it.

Rogue Clarinet Player in Brasil?

Last night, I had a dream that I was in Brazil. This might have been triggered by my writing to my brother a few hours earlier, who is in Rio right now on a mission. At any rate, I was sight-seeing, tubing down rivers, and training for a triathlon, but the main purpose of us being there was to perform as a symphonic band. I was in band all through Elementary school, junior high, and high school, and even played for the University Band (non audition) at BYU. In real life, I play alto saxophone. In this dream, I played clarinet. I was on public transportation, and I really wanted to go find my brother. Needless to say i didn't, but I did something to piss off the grand director of the thing. I turned into a little boy at this point, and Brazil turned into CA, but I was on the run and I knew if this director or his minions found me I was dead. One of the counselors for the trip had helped me escape in the past, but they ambushed us at his house and I had to RUN for it. First, I tried to find a good hiding place. That was a lot harder than I thought, so I just starting running out the back of the house on a dirt road. It was very very muddy out there. There were a bunch of fellow band members on my side who were trying to help me escape by attacking the bad guys. There was nothing to hide behind, so I just had to hit the ground as much as possible so they wouldn't see me. When I woke up, I had just been discovered lying face down in the mud by one of the director's minions. That is all

Miles

I had this dream quite awhile ago, but did not have time to actually record the amazingness that it included. I was in a commune; it was the end of the world. We all wore pioneer dresses, the streets were made of dirt, and our houses were all trailers. I had a child, a very small baby that I named Miles. Why? because of the miles and miles that I had run while pregnant with him. That made it seem more real to me, because I, at the time, was training for a marathon. The baby was constantly crying and I had to get to church! I finally got there, and the only seat on the rough wood pews in a dirt-floored tent room was in the middle of a row. I climbed over people to get there, and realized upon sitting down that Miles had dirtied his outfit. So... I had to go back to my trailer to change him. Good thing we were in a commune and the distance to my trailer was not very far. I changed him and brought him back. That's all I remember, but upon waking, I was extremely paranoid that I was pregnant. The dream seemed so real... other than the fact that I would never name a child Miles.

Aliens!

You know school is your whole life when… you start dreaming about professors regularly. Today was only the first day, but we’ll see about the rest of the week. I was at a track meet. I think I was watching Mariah, my 16-year-old sister race, but there were races for all ages. There was this one “long distance” race that was going from the starting line, across in a diagonal along the middle of the track (football field) and then cutting across the last curved part of a normal 400 M lap, and doing the straight away. It was long distance because they did this lots of times. I was down on the field for this event, and there were lots of people walking it. There were these 2 kids that started walking from the beginning. I knew they weren’t going to make it. Tawni Jones, a really good BYU diver, was racing it on crutches because she had sustained an ankle injury. I was hanging out with these 2 darker colored smallish twin girls, and a very tall blonde haired girl. I don’t remember them until the end, however. For some reason, much of my extended family was at the track meet, up in the stands. Only a few of them looked familiar, but I knew a whole section was my family. I was sitting there, and the police came and arrested this space-suity dressed couple who had been acting suspicious. Their suits included black with yellow accent jump suits, and they had been sneaking around cars and stuff in the parking lot. I realized that they were aliens, trying to spy out how to best do an alien takeover of planet earth. I spotted another oddly dressed couple…. And another! Oh gosh! Right about then, my pathokinesiology teacher was there, telling us to get off the bleachers. From the looks of it, aliens were coming in and selectively killing some while leaving others. There is a hole in my dream right here where I don’t remember. The next t hing I remember, Bo, my anatomy teacher (from last semester) is in a store buying stuff. He asks us to go find Robin (my pathokinesiology teacher) and tell her that he still loves her. I guess Bo’s kids were the ones I was hanging out with. Robin was their mom. BO and Robin weren’t together anymore. There was a tall blonde lady in the mix of this dream. The tall blonde lady was the tall blonde girl’s mom with Bo. When she finally realized that these two other girls were her half sisters, and that BO had cheated on his wife with her mom, things were awkward. Then I woke up.

Highway 1

I found myself in Justin Partridge's car... on highway 1, driving north along the beautiful Central Coast of California. Usually, this would not upset me. It is the most amazing drive, just a very winding road and pretty slow going on the hairpin turns. Robin was in the backseat with me, Justin was driving, and I did not know the person in the passenger seat. After awhile, I noticed that Robin's car door was open, and she could potentially fall out at any time. "Robin... Your door!" I yelled at her. Fortunately we were not going very fast, but we were in the 2nd of about 8 lanes of traffic, all separated by cement dividers. She closed the door (while we were driving, Justin never stopped). Near the end of this segment of the dream, I noticed that our car was red, the cars in front of us were red, and we were all wearing red. This was a weird realization. I looked over the cement divider, and saw green cars with people in green shirts riding inside of them. Over one more lane were the blue cars and people wearing blue.

I began to wonder why there were lines of cars, sorted by color, all going north on Highway 1. Then I remembered! Our country (or at least area of the country) had been taken over by an evil queen and her henchmen. She was ugly and warty and fat, but very very scary. She was helped in her operations by a General, who was Asian. At this point in my dream, everything (scenery, people, etc) turned into an Anime (I can't find the accent for the last "E") cartoon. Along the road, there were soldiers telling us to move along, and not stop. Somehow, I escaped from the car and decided to go to the queen's house and figure out why we were all being driven out of our homes. I was able to sneak into the house. Somehow, I knew that I needed to find the sink in the kitchen. I managed to find it, but the queen's ugly daughter and her boyfriend were making out on the couch. I waited until they weren't looking, and grabbed something from the sink. I had almost made it out of the dark house again, when the General caught me. I struggled for awhile, and then he asked me what I was doing. I told him I was trying to figure out the plan of the queen. He decided to show me exactly what was going on. He kept getting calls on a walkie talkie, and he got one of these calls just as he decided to show me. He took the queen, the lovers on the couch, and I to the edge of the castle. There was a contraption harness type thing with multiple strings hanging off. He told me to grab onto one of the strings and not let go. I held on for dear life (as did the queen and her child and the other guy) as the General sprouted wings and took off in flight. He explained that we had to go take out some cliff ghouls in Antarctica (it might have been the north pole, but either way, somewhere with snow and glaciers and cliffs). At one point, he dove off a clif straight down, pulling up right before crashing into the ocean. Naturally, when I finally swung around, I splashed into the water and stayed there for quite a long time until he gained enough altitude to pull us all out of the water. My hands started getting really tired of holding onto the rope. At this point I knew I was dreaming, but I didn't want to wake up by letting go and falling into the water, because I hate when I wake up like that- twitching like crazy and really scared because I just fell off a cliff. Anyway, my hands were really tired and I was about to let go, when my alarm went off, and I was awake before I had to have a dilemma about lettings go.

I think my favorite part about this dream is the Anime characters. I was one too, which wide open mouth, popping out eyes sometimes, and spiky hairdos.

Boat Outing

I had a dream that I was in school, playing indoor ultimate Frisbee for PE. Only problem was that there were way too many people, and I sucked at the game. The Ceiling was too low and people were being mean to each other. Austin was on the other team and I was getting really frustrated with how everyone was playing. Afterwards, I found a S$6500 check in my bag. While trying to figure out where this check came from (it was from BYU, but printed on light blue cardstock and also had the name of one of the girls on the team on it), I wandered down to where this very weird-shaped boat was moored. It was very long and skinny and had long, skinny projections going towards the sky as well. We were on the coast, so I decided to take it for a little ride. I think someone was there to tell me that it was permissible for me to take it out, but I’m not sure. All I know is that I was the only one on the boat. I whiz down the coast and run into no problems until I crash land on the beach/sandbar. The engine cuts out and I realize, to my chagrin, that there are no paddles on board. There are not even controls to turn the engine back on. I realize that I am going to have to paddle my way back to the school. So I push the boat into the ocean and start paddling. For some reason, I’m trying to stay close to the shoreline, but this makes the boat tip a lot more than normal. Turns out it’s a very tippy boat. I paddle over land, railroad tracks, people hanging out on the beach, and many other things. I tip a few more times, the most frightening being when I tipped completely over in a bog filled with icky things, and the boat came down on top of me, cutting off my air supply and suctioning onto the surface of the boggy place. Worse- I was strapped into the boat somehow, and couldn’t get my straps undone. Somehow, I managed to get out of this, with some help from a rescue party (Shari Skabelund was involved). They asked me how I survived (I didn’t really know), but I told them about a conversation I had with Heavenly Father that made it pretty clear that I was still supposed to be alive for some purpose that I didn’t know yet. So, I continue on back to school to pick up Austin (who was taking forever to change). He then tells me about his adventures of the night before. I guess he and his housemates and a few friends had come up with a marvelous plan to get rich. They go and rob places! The only thing I really remember him robbing was a pizza place or something like that where they stole a bunch of swords. The swords were decoration for the table tops, covered in glass. So basically, him and his friends just busted through glass to get to these swords. That’s the last thing I really remember vividly, although I know I had trouble finding my Frisbee disk, and accidentally took someone elses's. When I brought it back to the indoor ultimate facility, she was very miffed that I took it. There was no resolution. I did not get to cash the check. I did not find out who masterminded Austin’s burglarizing plans.

Hairy chin

So, I'm currently staying in Arvada, CO, visiting my recently returned missionary Austin Brown and his family. Usually in such circumstances, I don't dream... but this one I remembered vividly (once I was awake for a little bit and stroked my chin). Our ward had an athletic team of some sort for intramurals. I would say it was frisbee, but I don't know, because 9 people had to be on the field at one time. Frisbee regulation is 7. Also, there were all types of people on my team, including some athletic people, David Peterson, and a rounder girl that doesn't exist in real life. The important part is that Shannon was on my team. We were playing in American Fork for some reason, and the game was about to begin. We had 11 people there- that is two subs, but having some people more in shape than others made it so more than 2 subs would probably be advised. Right about then, I realized that I had forgotten my cleats and shoes and all other equipment needed to play. I asked Shannon for the key to our apartment (we were still roommates). She explains to me (very weakly) that she had dropped her keys while at my parent's house. My parents, in the dream, lived in Lehi. So, I was naturally very angry that she had been so absent-minded. So I punched her in the arm. Pretty hard. She started wimpering, and I started apologizing profusely, and she told me it was ok, just never to hit her again. I felt like a huge jerk. So, I leave the frisbee game in a huge hurry. I go to my parent's house to pick up the apartment key. By this point, I really need to go to the bathroom (in my dream) so I go into the bathroom and look in the mirror. I had long, black, coarse hairs sprouting out of my cheeks and chin. Not enough to have a respectable man-beard, just enough to be REALLY gross. I was disgusted with myself, and immediately wondered what Austin would think about this new development in my chin-wear. I was so embarrassed that I started trying to pluck them out before going back to the frisbee game, only to be increasingly frustrated with my mom's sucky tweezers. That is all I can remember. I find it funny that only after doing scripture study and stroking my chin did I remember my hairy chin adventures of the night before.