Weird Dreams

I used to have them all the time before I had kids, back when I didn't have a care in the world. And back then I was a really active sleeper too.... and a sleepwalker. I don't remember a lot of the specific dreams except when I dreamt about how disappointed I was that I chose a camouflage wedding dress, or the many dreams in which I could fly.

During volleyball season in high school I would occasionally wake myself up after I had been doing the bump, set, spike motions in bed.

As a small child, my parents couldn't find me inside one morning because I had sleepwalked outside and lay down in the front yard.

It didn't get much better as an adult because one night after doing the laundry and leaving it in piles around the room, I woke up to find a pair of my previously folded and clean jeans crumpled in a pile with grass stains all over them. At least I went back to bed that time!

And my Sophomore roommate Bonnie was pretty nervous when I got up one night and took one of the spears (very real ones I assure you) from my recent trip to Papua New Guinea off of the wall and held it for a second and then leaned it against my bed before laying back down.

As newlyweds, Cliff got to experience the joys of my little "problem." One night our new flannel sheets had slipped down and I started to get cold. so I reached in the dark and tried to pull them up. Only they were stuck. So I pulled a little harder. But they wouldn't give. So finally with a huge yank, Cliff woke up and said, "What are you doing?" Then I woke up and realized that I had been pulling on his flannel shorts that he had worn to bed and had just given him a very uncomfortable wedgie! We had a good laugh about that, but he never wore them to bed again... at least not when we had flannel sheets on the bed!

Our friend Toby used to be in a class in college that required him to set his alarm at a certain time each night and write down what he had been dreaming about in a notebook. That way they remembered the details. Then they would talk about them and see if there was any connection to their real lives and what they might possibly mean. I would like to talk to his instructor about the dream I just had this morning...

I was watching a show (that was in my house) that involved some women who were getting makeovers. They looked great, but the show involved them trying to trick their husbands to see if they recognized them. So they left to go do that and I was alone in the house again.

As I looked out of my side yard window, I noticed that an 18 month old baby had wandered into my yard. He looked like he had some deformities on his hands or something. As I was heading out to go investigate, on the other side of the fence in the neighbor's yard appeared a huge cartoon bird named Kevin from the movie UP. Seriously, I think the bird was 11 feet tall!

Now, sadly, I didn't think this was odd at all. I only thought to myself, I didn't know this kind of bird was in Oregon! Huh?!

Then something horrible happened... It bent down over the cyclone fence and ate the baby. Just swallowed him whole! I was just sick. Then I went outside and yelled 4 or 5 times (and this made Cliff laugh hysterically), "Is anyone missing a baby?" After I yelled that, a neighbor (I didn't know him) yelled back, "Oh, he's over there!" and seemed relieved. To which I said, "You're not going to believe this, but that big blue bird in your yard ate him." (Because by now Kevin had made his way over to the guy's yard.) So the dad of the baby grabbed the bird by the neck and somehow reached in there and pulled out the baby and started doing mouth to mouth. I called 911 and the baby ended up being ok.

This was all very traumatizing and I went back in the house just as all the women from the makeovers were coming back from their "mission." Only now I realized that the women were several of my close friends... Jenn, Anne-Marie, Ashley, and Kara among them. I started to tell them what had happened while they were away and Kara started to laugh at me. I couldn't believe she thought I was lying. I was soooo convinced! So I kept on with the details and that's when I remember saying some of them out loud (in my sleep).

Then I realized that Kara was right and I was just dreaming about a huge cartoon bird eating a baby while my friends were getting makeovers to try to trick their husbands and I was VERY relieved that it wasn't true.

WHAT in the world do you think that dream could mean?? Seriously.