So last night (or very early this morning), I had this very consuming "movie" dream. I have these every once in a while, where I have a dream that is like a movie...I usually wake up exhausted (well, when you direct, produce and act in a movie all night...you usually do feel pretty wiped out eh?)
So anyway, here's the dream...I apologize if it makes no sense at all...but then again, maybe I should pitch it...hmmm...
I am at this museum like place, where I go through a number of exhibits (like the cloth found from Henry VIII, etc). Then I fall down this tunnel and end up in a room surrounded by other people who also fell down this tunnel. We climb up a stupid wall of shelves holding movies (irony?) and I finally reach this latch and open it up to find a slat no bigger than a business card...this is how we're supposed to be rescued. So this guy next to me gives me his business card and I stick it in (ripping it in the process, so good luck reading THAT) and we all fell off the wall. We were now stuck in this room, only one room away from this insanely vicious massive cannibal dog (thank goodness I don't watch horror movies cause every time he "caught" one, I would turn away so I never saw ANYTHING...whew!
So we were completely trapped here. Then suddenly, this guy walked through with a baby and the dog left him alone. He came into the room and we were all like "how did you do that?" Apparently, the dog won't touch anyone holding a baby. We end up getting out this side entrance into this house and look outside where there are literally hundreds of tornados and crazy lightning happening...so we're basically sitting ducks. We managed to get into another house (raiding their house for food cause we were starving) and avoiding the tornados. Now we just have to figure out how to get through that room with the dog without being killed. We come across this woman with a baby and decide to plan an escape to use the baby to get each one of us out. Then, it turns out that this whole destruction and evil dog is a plot by none other than Morgan Freeman (dude, I'm sorry, in my dream, you are evil!). One by one, we get killed by this dog and are no closer to escaping and we are now being hunted by more dogs (they are breeding these cannibal dogs to hunt us) and we're moving from house to house, hiding and trying to find a way to get home.
In the meantime, this family living in South Central LA (and no, I've never been there but apparently, I know all about it) works to escape these killer tornados taking over LA. They have to make it to this bridge (Golden Gate-my brain is apparently geographically confused too!) in this tiny little car.
I wish I could say that I "solved" the dream and saved the day for all these people but then my alarm woke me up and it's 10 a.m. and the dream is still sitting in my brain...and you wonder why I'm in therapy?? LOL If you figure out the ending, let me know!!
Friday, August 26, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
You know you're a Mommy of a toddler/baby when...
I realize that yes, I am a Mommy, but it's always funny when you take a step back and realize how your life has changed so much since having your first child...here are some examples:
* You open up your purse at work and out tumbles a red crayon and/or other things that you did NOT put in there...and you're NOT shocked;
* Your friend calls you and tells you that when your purses were side by side, your child put your stuff in her purse and now she has your gum, lipgloss and hair brush;
* You look in your backseat and wish you had a dog to clean up all the Goldfish, cookie and bits of food taking up permanent residence back there;
* You reach under your seat and find an old bottle under there...which you immediately have to throw out because the thought of cleaning it disgusts you;
* Your daughter is wearing the cutest little dress, with adorable little shoes, with perfect pigtails and you realize that you are in a tank top, shorts, flip flops, with a ponytail that hasn't been brushed yet and no makeup on...you pray for no "family" pictures;
* You now know all the words to their favourite movie/movies and sing the songs in your sleep, while driving to work, while washing dishes, while having...ok, never mind...
* When you go out with your hubby on a date and you get all dressed up, that's the ONLY time your kid says "Mommy pretty!";
* You get to work and wash your travel mug...as well as the bottle your child left in the car...;
* You haven't watched a movie with REAL people in a long time;
* You have favourite brands of kids' clothes and toys but have no clue what's currently in fashion (ie: I had never heard of Bench until April in Moncton with my sister or New Balance sneakers until I bought a pair)
* You open up your purse at work and out tumbles a red crayon and/or other things that you did NOT put in there...and you're NOT shocked;
* Your friend calls you and tells you that when your purses were side by side, your child put your stuff in her purse and now she has your gum, lipgloss and hair brush;
* You look in your backseat and wish you had a dog to clean up all the Goldfish, cookie and bits of food taking up permanent residence back there;
* You reach under your seat and find an old bottle under there...which you immediately have to throw out because the thought of cleaning it disgusts you;
* Your daughter is wearing the cutest little dress, with adorable little shoes, with perfect pigtails and you realize that you are in a tank top, shorts, flip flops, with a ponytail that hasn't been brushed yet and no makeup on...you pray for no "family" pictures;
* You now know all the words to their favourite movie/movies and sing the songs in your sleep, while driving to work, while washing dishes, while having...ok, never mind...
* When you go out with your hubby on a date and you get all dressed up, that's the ONLY time your kid says "Mommy pretty!";
* You get to work and wash your travel mug...as well as the bottle your child left in the car...;
* You haven't watched a movie with REAL people in a long time;
* You have favourite brands of kids' clothes and toys but have no clue what's currently in fashion (ie: I had never heard of Bench until April in Moncton with my sister or New Balance sneakers until I bought a pair)
Friday, August 5, 2011
Time for detox...
Well, tomorrow the vacation starts...and until I arrive there, I will be totally stressed and anxious...I have so much floating around in my head, it's a wonder I can even do anything! I just have to get through the rest of this day (come on, I want to GO!!), then I plan on having a nap (or I will be asleep tonight by 9) and then clean, laundry, pack and organize. I have so many things to think of. I just keep thinking, "must be nice to be Clayton"...he just grabs his bag, throws some clothes in it...no real thought process and leaves". Me? I have to make my million lists, go room by room and grab everything I need, clean, organize, do laundry, clean out garbage cans, clean out fridge, pack stuff for me, for the bathroom, the kitchen, food, towels, bedding, Abby's stuff (she'll be with us from Tuesday afternoon to Wednesday afternoon) and Owen's stuff to go to my parents. I only relax once I'm there and unpacked...man, I cannot WAIT!
So, here's the schedule: Clayton and I arrive Saturday, sans Abby for a few days of alone time (otherwise known as pre baby time), then my parents are bringing her up with them for the day for beach (weather permitting) and such and then they leave and Clayton and I have her for the night. Then, Clayton and Abby leave Wednesday and my best friend Niki shows up Wednesday later on. Then, until Saturday, it's me and my BFF having kid free and spouse free time. Beach, sun, sand, shopping (sssh..don't tell...) and sleep...yes, naps are definitely on the agenda! A week of no worrying, reading (what the heck is THAT?), vegging, watching movies, playing games (does King's work with only 2 people? Oh and how the hell do you play Crazy 8's again?)...just get me through the next 24 hours please!!?
So, here's the schedule: Clayton and I arrive Saturday, sans Abby for a few days of alone time (otherwise known as pre baby time), then my parents are bringing her up with them for the day for beach (weather permitting) and such and then they leave and Clayton and I have her for the night. Then, Clayton and Abby leave Wednesday and my best friend Niki shows up Wednesday later on. Then, until Saturday, it's me and my BFF having kid free and spouse free time. Beach, sun, sand, shopping (sssh..don't tell...) and sleep...yes, naps are definitely on the agenda! A week of no worrying, reading (what the heck is THAT?), vegging, watching movies, playing games (does King's work with only 2 people? Oh and how the hell do you play Crazy 8's again?)...just get me through the next 24 hours please!!?
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