Dream One: False awakening. I think I'm waking up from a dream of playing Angry Birds on Facebook. I'm trying to DEILD, every time I start to fall asleep I see the birds flying on a screen and I get excited and false awaken. In the dream my husband rolls over and tells me to stop doing that crap, it could be dangerous. I tell him there's nothing dangerous about lucid dreaming, and he suddenly turns into Amma (I'm reading Beautiful Creatures, and she's a character in that book, lol) He/she tells me I need to get some bones off the floor to protect me. I lean angrily over him, and reach for one but can't reach it so I tell him to get them himself. I wake up to my daughter crying in her sleep from a nightmare. Dream Two: I'm in a really nasty and dirty Game stop. The floors are made of concrete, no pretty carpet or anything, and the floors are brown, red, and black stained. There are giant dust bunnies the size of a man's fist all over the place. We pick up a copy of "My Sims" for my son, and it's some sort of special complete edition that has all the My Sims games in one box. My daughter wakes me up again. Dream Three (Fragment): There's a tent with a dead guy sticking half out. His eyes are wide pen so is his mouth, and he looks completely rigid, like he'd be in that pose forever until he rots. There's a police officer in a fuzzy hat telling me that he threw some sort of smoke bomb in the tent to scare the guy out, but instead of running the man stayed inside until he died. There's a dog yapping, must have belonged to the dead guy. My kids hear it yapping and want to keep it. My kids shouldn't be in a place like that, oh wait, the dream is changed to at home. I wake up, my Daughter again. Dream Four (Fragment): My neighbor has suddenly opened up his own game store. He has advanced copies of Kingdom Hearts 3D, and offers to let us play. His kids are bugging me to play, probably because I'm better at the game than them. Dream Five (fragment): I'm at Gamestop again! This time I'm looking behind the counter where they have some sort of speed racer display set up with a track and stuff advertising a speed racer game coming out. I'm kind of excited, my son LOVES speed racer. I'm trying to take a picture to show him, but the glass is too dirty and every picture is spotty. I leave the store with a speed racer game and Mario Kart Slot Cars for my son. My daughter wakes me up. Dream Six: This dream consisted of a lot of time skips to span a three day time. The first day I'm eating dinner at a large farm house resort type place with my family and one of my friends from school, D, is there. D isn't feeling well, but he says he has to go somewhere in three days so he can't go to the doctor and get medicine because he won't be able to take the medicine with him. The second day there's a bomb, and my husband is the one who ends up diffusing it. The third day the world is ending and we're all looking for a way to save it. I'm in a remote village in the mountains, and there's a big waterfall. A woman is showing me to the water fall and telling me that I have to jump off it. I'm thinking that's a sure fire way to die, but she assures me I will buy myself more time if I jump over the falls of time. I eventually jump, and it takes me back three days in time to the ranch, where I have more time to figure out the end of the world thing. My friend D shows up and asks me if I remember living these days before. I say yes, and he tells me he also jumped over the falls of time and we will have to work together to save the world. He's even sicker now, and I tell him he needs to see a doctor now, because if he ends up with meds, he can just jump the falls again and go back in time to finish his meds rather than going where ever he has to go that he can't take the meds. We briefly wonder if changing certain events will change other events we don't mean to change, like the fact that my husband guessed correctly on how to diffuse the bomb. What if he guesses wrongly this time? Or what if the bomb is different because we're changing time events and what was the right disarming wire is now the wrong one? My daughter wakes me up, again. Last night was really frustrating for me. I went to bed excited to try DEILDing since I've been doing this awareness and reality check stuff for around a month or so now, with little success. I thought I could try DEILDing too, and if I end up unable to DEILD then there's still a chance that I may become aware in the dream and have a DILD. Unfortunately, I didn't even get to try to DEILD because my daughter was up constantly last night crying that her belly hurt. I'm sure it's because she's on antibiotics right now. Antibiotics usually make me puke after a few days, and that's what she was saying her belly hurt all night. I didn't take any dream notes last night, because of my intent to deild. Even though I never got to try, I figured it was good practice to try remembering the dreams without notes because when I can make a decent deild attempt I wont be able to take notes.