Oct. 13th, 2004
When the Dreamweaver speaks...
Oct. 13th, 2004 03:57 pmYa gotta try and figure it out. When in doubt, call someone.
APHIE!!! Help!
I was downstairs taking a nap with the kiddo. I dreamed about moving. Specficially, moving some empty boxes from my mom's very cluttered kitchen into her garage. Cap'n, Lady and Wolf were all in the garage, sitting on metal folding chairs. Cap'n and Lady in the middle of the space, Wolf behind and between them. They ignored me as I put down my load near the wall behind them. As I came back around, Wolf stopped me and said "Wear your clothes the way you used to."
"The red ones?" I ask.
"Yes. Wear them the way you did before." I start thinking of a red blouse and skirt combo (which I don't have RL). Cap'n then produces some Hershey's Fun bars. You know; plain, Krackle, etc. He shares with Wolf and Lady. Wolf then forces his hand towards mine, saying "Why don't you offer Sarah some too? She deserves chocolate." Wolf actually has to pry Cap'n's fingers open while Cap'n grudingly says "Ok, she can have one too." I snatch a plain Hershey's, note they're shaped like the Nuggets and fairly big, and thank Cap'n. Wolf takes a Mr. Goodbar. I head back into the kitchen and prepare a stack of boxes. Mom (who's looking like Fran-chan) is sitting at the table, shaking her head and saying "I've done all I can with this." This is dinner, almost ready to serve. I nod and gather my boxes. Wolf comes in and reassures her while I take the load out to the garage. Cap'n and Lady are still out there. The garage door is open about a foot and a gusty wind begins to blow. I shove my boxes under the ladder and head back into the house. Struggling to close the kitchen door, I hear Lady say "We have that umbrella." and Cap'n respond "The umbrella you mentioned isn't working." The door slams shut. I shrug, wondering what they meant, and head for the living room. Wolf, Mom/Fran and a little boy I don't recognize are seated around a small table, which has three plates of food on it. Simple meal, but M/F has a large golden circle in the middle of hers. The child explains how it got there, but in kid terms. I "see" (ie, seperate vision) it as a Nips caramel, put in the microwave to puff up like a marshmallow, then draped in its own wrapper and slid onto the plate. I sit down at my place and make an offhand comment like "Sounds good!" M/F shakes her head and says "Just a peanut preparing a report for the peanut gallery." I blink in surprise, shrug and turn to my food. About then is when I woke up.
I'm tingling with anticipation. This MEANS something. Red in association with clothes, the situation between Wolf and I and Cap'n and Lady and that dinner on Friday. Any suggestions would be welcome.
APHIE!!! Help!
I was downstairs taking a nap with the kiddo. I dreamed about moving. Specficially, moving some empty boxes from my mom's very cluttered kitchen into her garage. Cap'n, Lady and Wolf were all in the garage, sitting on metal folding chairs. Cap'n and Lady in the middle of the space, Wolf behind and between them. They ignored me as I put down my load near the wall behind them. As I came back around, Wolf stopped me and said "Wear your clothes the way you used to."
"The red ones?" I ask.
"Yes. Wear them the way you did before." I start thinking of a red blouse and skirt combo (which I don't have RL). Cap'n then produces some Hershey's Fun bars. You know; plain, Krackle, etc. He shares with Wolf and Lady. Wolf then forces his hand towards mine, saying "Why don't you offer Sarah some too? She deserves chocolate." Wolf actually has to pry Cap'n's fingers open while Cap'n grudingly says "Ok, she can have one too." I snatch a plain Hershey's, note they're shaped like the Nuggets and fairly big, and thank Cap'n. Wolf takes a Mr. Goodbar. I head back into the kitchen and prepare a stack of boxes. Mom (who's looking like Fran-chan) is sitting at the table, shaking her head and saying "I've done all I can with this." This is dinner, almost ready to serve. I nod and gather my boxes. Wolf comes in and reassures her while I take the load out to the garage. Cap'n and Lady are still out there. The garage door is open about a foot and a gusty wind begins to blow. I shove my boxes under the ladder and head back into the house. Struggling to close the kitchen door, I hear Lady say "We have that umbrella." and Cap'n respond "The umbrella you mentioned isn't working." The door slams shut. I shrug, wondering what they meant, and head for the living room. Wolf, Mom/Fran and a little boy I don't recognize are seated around a small table, which has three plates of food on it. Simple meal, but M/F has a large golden circle in the middle of hers. The child explains how it got there, but in kid terms. I "see" (ie, seperate vision) it as a Nips caramel, put in the microwave to puff up like a marshmallow, then draped in its own wrapper and slid onto the plate. I sit down at my place and make an offhand comment like "Sounds good!" M/F shakes her head and says "Just a peanut preparing a report for the peanut gallery." I blink in surprise, shrug and turn to my food. About then is when I woke up.
I'm tingling with anticipation. This MEANS something. Red in association with clothes, the situation between Wolf and I and Cap'n and Lady and that dinner on Friday. Any suggestions would be welcome.