Sunday, June 13, 2010

Okay, WHAT?!

I had really weird dreams this morning.

First, I woke up around 5 or so, remembering that I had to make sure I was up and dressed and the carport clear for the A/C service guy at 7:30 this morning. Then a while later I remembered that it was Sunday.

So then I dreamed all this stuff I don't remember because I neglected to write this in the morning when it was all VERY fresh, but I do remember some parts.

1. I was at MJ Fredrick's house, and Trish Milburn was there at one point. MJ had a cool house, colonial in style, which I somehow doubt is the norm in San Antonio.

2. They had made TONS of food for a party and Trish kept making me sample stuff. It was really good food. Lots of dips, and a dessert thing that was like two pieces of cracker candy with some whipped creamy type stuff in the middle.

3. A bunch of people started crowding the house, just random visitors, including Fran, who was one of my mother's best friends, but who died over a decade ago. Then he wasn't Fran but some other guy.

4. MJ had a big hole in her counter top, and had covered it with a big white cutting board, and I knocked it askew and it fell into the cabinet underneath, breaking some colorful china thing. I didn't tell her.

5. I said "San Antonio" a lot.

So what the heck is up with THAT?

6 comments:

MJFredrick said...

LOLOLOL!!!!

But really, that would be FUN!

(I live in a ranch, btw)

Natalie J. Damschroder said...

Aren't you mad that I broke something and didn't tell you?! That was my first response to the dream--guilt! LOL

MJFredrick said...

LOL--we are too much alike. My fault for having a hole in the counter!

Natalie J. Damschroder said...

LOL!

I could have sworn that part was real, too. When I woke up, I could see a blog post with a picture of the hole and the cutting board. LOL

Trish Milburn said...

How funny. Isn't it odd how all these tidbits come together to form odd dreams?

Natalie J. Damschroder said...

It is! At least your presence was logical. None of the rest was! LOL