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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.

Dream One (Fragment): I'm in a big building of some sort. It seems like everyone in the building is being held hostage by someone. I'm with someone else, but I don't know who it is because except for my notes in my phone, I can't remember much more than what's in my notes. Me and the other person were crawling through some sort of sub floor duct trying to sneak into a command room where the person was controlling the building and keeping people from escaping. We're trying to be quiet, and my companion climbs up into the control room first. We're crawling up behind the chair of the controller, so he can't see us. When it's my turn to climb up, my companion squats and reaches his hand down to me to help pull me up because I'm too short to reach the top. When he starts to pull me up, the vent I was in pops loudly and lets the controller in the room to our presence. The controller turns around, and it's my dad! I'm speechless, but then the controller starts talking and I realize that even though he looks like my dad, he's not my dad. I think my partner helped me reach the conclusion that it wasn't my dad, but a robot or clone or something of him that was evil. I don't remember anything else, which really drives me nuts. I want to know if we defeated the dad impersonator, and if my companion was K, but I was never lucid and I can only hazily remember, so there's no way to ever find out.

Dream Two: I park in a parking lot and notice a red truck parking near me. I get out of the car and I'm holding my son's hand walking across the parking lot. I notice the guy in the red pick up is blond and has messy curly hair that reaches his ears, and he's holding a little girl's hand. I wonder she's his kid or just a relative. He looks young to have a kid her age, but then I remember I was married and pregnant with my first at 19, so I can't rule out that she's his kid. We are all walking towards the same entrance in a big building. When I get inside, there are a bunch of Kindergarteners in there, and I realize that I'm bringing my son to his field trip because I'm a parent volunteer. I notice the guy and little girl stopping with the class too. I start to talk to him, but I can't remember what he said, other than that they are there for the same class trip. I keep thinking about the guy, thinking he looks so familiar. Then an announcement comes over the speaker and the building turns into a game show studio and all the kids disappear. (I hate that this doesn't make me lucid!) The announcer says that someone has been chosen to participate in the next game, and to come on down! The blond guy winks, then walks up some stairs to the announcer. The announcer sends him to a back room, and he almost instantly returns. Only not his pretty messy curly hair is a mo hawk, and he's completely naked! When I wake up I realize he's the "K" that I found the one time I was lucid and went looking for him. Fortunately, this fake K had more personality than in the lucid I had. He Streaks down the stairs screaming, "Woo Hoo!" Then the scene shifts to outside my grandpa and aunt's house. The "Game" is to throw this ugly rubber cow with chicken bumped skin into a basketball goal 30 feet away. There was a limit on how many times you could throw it, and you had to throw it from where ever it landed (like mini golf I guess). Fake K throws the cow once, but ends up accidentally throwing it behind himself rather than towards the goal. He says, "Aw man!" and then walks off. So I go and pick up the cow and throw it. It takes me Nine throws to get it in the basketball goal. The announcer counts it as a win, and fake K starts running around naked screaming "Woo Hoo!" again. I wake up.

Dream Three: I walk into a dance studio. There's a skinny man there who's the instructor. I want him to teach my daughter dance, but he refuses saying it'd take thousands of dollars for him to teach her how to dance. I'm sad, but think we can make some money next door. Next door is a photography place. We dress up my daughter and take cute pictures like for magazine ads, and they give me a million dollars for the ads. We go next door and I tell the dance instructor that I thousands of dollars now, he needs to teach my daughter to dance. He throws his arms up angrily and asks how I got so much money so fast. I tell him my daughter modeled for some ads and they paid us a lot because she's so cute and they are sure she'll sell lots of whatever their product was. He gets huffy and tells me to wait in the lobby while he makes sure the money is legit. Another girl my daughters age come sin with her momma, and the instructor rushes out to give her dance lessons for free. I'm very upset, why would it take thousands to teach my daughter, but lessons are free for some other kid? Then I see that the instructor isn't verifying my check, he's teaching a class and was just going to leave us waiting there while he rushes off this new, free customer, to join the class. I get irritated and take it as a personal insult to my daughter, and tell her we're going to go find another instructor, one that knows what they're doing and doesn't discriminate against her because we don't look like fancy aristocratic bitches.

Dream Four (fragment): I woke up with the vision of Zombies and holding a magic book over my head. I can not for the life of me remember the actual plot or anything of the dream though, just that here were Zombies and I had a magic book.

I feel like my recall is really suffering this week, I'm not sure why. Maybe it's all in my head, but it seems like I usually remember 4-6 dreams and fragments a night and this week I've been lucky to remember 4, and they're not in as good/vivid detail as usual. Still, 4 dreams and fragments is pretty good, so I probably shouldn't worry. I just keep feeling like when I finally have another lucid, it'll be my luck that it would be the one dream I won't remember that night!

I was sick yesterday, and slept most of the day without any dreams I could remember. As a result, I started waking up from dreams at 3:40 am (and usually I don't start dreaming until 6 or 7 am) so I have a lot of dreams, lol.

Dreams One through Three: All three of these dreams were super short and of the same nature. I dreamed of Ponies Not Friendship is Magic ponies, but the ones from the books made a few years ago. I bought the Cinemanga books for my daughter, and reading them before bed make me dream about them. Fortunately, in each dream I realized I was dreaming, became lucid and immediately woke up from excitement. That's why they were so short, and probably why they were all three about the same thing, lol.

Dream Four (fragments): I remember this dream really well when I woke up from it at 4:30, but since it's now 11:30 I have lost most of it. I can remember there was a vampire woman biting my son and I had to fight her off. My dream notes say Knights Training after that, but I can't remember more than a stone archway. The I remember seeing my mom driving a bus, parked in the hallway waiting to pick us up, but we took too long so she drove the bus off leaving us behind.

Dream Five: I dreamed I was watching a reality TV show where this guy was sky diving with his baby! It was crazyness, because he didn't have the baby in a parachute and dropped it, so then he had to dive and try to catch the baby, and when he did catch the baby he pulled the parachute and landed too fast, so he tumbled over and I thought he squished the baby! I start to freak out, but my husband says I need to chill that this is an old episode and the kid is like 3 or 4 now and has done way more dangerous stuff than that. I stop watching the show, and my husband hands me some pictures. They're all pictures of my kids playing, sleeping, eating, etc. but someone had photo shopped them so instead of my kids faces you can see the necks of dogs giving the face hairy halos and the faces are of strange men I don't know. I remember telling my husband I thought they were funny and would have loved to have been the one that made them.

Dream Six: This was probably the funnest and funniest dream of the night. I'm in a dungeon or maze of some sort. The walls are all dark stone and everything is generally dark and dreary. I see some cheese, and think of Skylanders briefly realizing that's "extra hp" but my health meter is full and I don't need it. Then I see a lemon, and I am so excited, I LOVE LEMONS! So I grab the lemon and somehow it's already cut in half so I can eat it easier. I start looking around for some salt because I grew up eating lemons with salt (seriously, I know it sounds weird, but I really do love Lemons with salt!) I'm looking everywhere and can't find the salt! Then I see this giant RAT with a bow on her head. She's like five times the size of me (think the giant rat in Fairy Tale, Angelina) and she's telling me happily that she found the salt! I'm so happy, and she hands me the salt but her hand looks really human, and next thing I know she is human, not a rat, and regular size, not huge. Somehow I know this means I've finished the dungeon and lifted the curse. As I walk out of the dungeon, I see a few other people leaving the dungeon as well. It's Indiana Jones, and his son and woman from the crystal skull! they walk towards a blue glowing tree that has thick hanging branches like a weeping willow, but it's short, like maybe 10 feet tall at the tallest. They disappear into the tree, and I follow. Inside the tree I can see their heads popping out of branches, but their bodies are hidden by the leaves. They congratulate me on finishing the dungeon before they did. I thank them and Indy mentions a shower. I think I really do need a shower! That dungeon was dirty! I conveniently remember there's a shower house near the tree, and leave the tree to go shower. I get in the shower room, and it's just one shower, not many like I expected. I look in the mirror for a minute trying to see where the dirt is, and Indy walks into the shower house! He just starts stripping, and I'm like, "Wait! I needed a shower!" and he tells me he does too, but he doesn't mind sharing the shower with me. For a moment I think Mutt and his mom are going to be pissed, but then I just don't care. I strip and hop in the shower with Indiana Jones! I put in shampoo, and need to rinse it out, but Indy is hogging the shower head and I tell him to move because I need to rinse. I walk forwards and he starts joking with me, "Careful, touch me and my soap will make you smell like old man." I push past him because he won't move and tell him not to underestimate my girly soap! It'll wash off that old man smell and leaving me smelling flower fresh. I rinse my hair and get out of the shower, then walk out of the shower room not worrying that I'm naked, lol. I walk about ten feet outside, and there's a door to my right so I go through it and it leads to my bedroom! I happily begin to put on lotion, then find some pajamas. As soon as I get dresses, I walk out of the room, and instead of walking outside where I came from, the door now leads to the hallway. I see a very chubby man grabbing things from my grandma's room, and throwing them in his pockets. I yell at him to STOP THIEF! and he starts running. So I chase after him in my pajamas! I start telling him he'd better run because I'm going to catch him! He trips and stumbles, and then rolls. He gets up really quick though and I didn't catch him before I woke up. For the record, I really don't find Harrison Ford attractive. I was telling my bff about this as I typed it, wondering why on earth I'd dream about someone I don't find attractive at all, and her husband had to chime in, "At least it wasn't Chewbacca!" I must admit, that is definitely a plus!

Dream Seven: I'm in elementary school with my best friend A. We're excused from class for some reason, so we decide to go to the Gym and see if we can play with the current PE class. When we get there, the teacher is talking the class isn't playing any fun games, so we wander off into the PE teachers office to get on the computer. There, we meet an old classmate of ours Alex whom I haven't seen in seven years or more. We start talking about Facebook games, and I decide I need to check on my game. (I don't play Facebook games in real life, lol) I open up my bag and pull out my 3DS and start playing Skylanders on it like it's a facebook game. Then the PE teacher comes in and asks why we're not in class. We tell him, and he tells us to go play outside, the PE class was in trouble and wouldn't be playing today. We go outside, but then everyone is just standing around playing some xbox game. I'm bored, so I start to go inside when some kid stops me and says, "I'm really impressed with the internet browser in the PSP." At first I ask him if he means the Vita, but he says no he hates the Vita, he's talking about his PSP. I tell him I've never used my psp for anything but Kingdom Hearts Birth By sleep. Then I say my 3ds plays facebook games better than my laptop. (total dream gibberish, the 3ds browser will not play facebook games at all!) He doesn't believe me, so I pull out what looks like a tablet instead of a laptop, only it slides open like my cell phone to give me a keyboard which I find awesome now that I'm awake! And I proceed to show him the 3ds loading the Facebook game better than the "laptop"(tablet, whatever it was, lol) Then I notice those kids are making a big mess, somehow there are suddenly doll clothes scattered all over the play ground. I close the computer and 3DS and put them in my bag, then notice that my neighbors kid is playing the Xbox. I tell him that he needs to clean up this mess before he goes home, or he won't be allowed to play Xbox over here anymore. I hate it when he makes my house a mess! Then I wake up.

Apparently I had a bad night for dreams as I can only remember a few fragments, and it's continuing into the morning because I feel like I got no sleep at all and like I'm going to get sick at any moment.

Fragment one: I'm on an island or beach of some kind. There are a lot of other people. The strange part is I'm a 15 year old boy with neck length dark brown hair (in wl, I am female and my hair is barely ear length light brownish blond). It feel like the other kids are in my class, and we somehow got stranded on this island like lord of the flies or something I guess. There's one kid though who's really quiet. He doesn't talk at all, but he follows people around like a little puppy dog, watching everything as if he's never seen people do anything before and he's trying to learn. I think we call him Toby or Terry. Bad things start happening on the island, either people getting hurt or dying, I can't remember well. I go out into the water for some reason, I think to get a body or rescue someone. A voice booms down from the sky telling us to beware the great bear in the sky. When I get back on land, I look up and the sky is made of beautiful swirling red and orange clouds where the sun is setting. The clouds are in the shape of a wolf's head. Suddenly a girl with blond hair (who's name seems to be Jessica) starts pushing and hitting Toby/Terry and telling him these accidents are his fault. He must be a bad luck charm, or maybe he's cursing people. I run up and get between her and him and tell her to knock it off, he didn't hurt anyone. It's the bear in the sky we need to be worried about, not this poor kid who was stranded here long before us. Toby/Terry is hiding behind me, with his hands on my shoulders. Then I'm watching in third person, and the scene is pulling out so I can see the island and then like a mile from the island the world just ends and water is pouring off a giant water fall into nothingness. The sky is still pink and orange, and the clouds in the shape of a wolf form it's entire body when you can see it from so far away. The cloud wolf does a flip. I wake up.

Fragment Two: We're at the lake house, and riding some sort of new boat that spins just like a jet ski when you turn it sharply and fast. I'm riding one, my brothers on one, and our uncle is on another. My uncle hits something with his, and it starts breaking. He tells me to hurt his chest so it looks like he was hurt in the accident. I refuse. Someone says he's sick but the insurance won't pay for his surgery unless it was an injury related problem.

Fragment Three (probably same dream as the last fragment): I'm standing on the hill at the lake. I see a jet ski idling across the water, and my mom is swimming towards it. I'm yelling at her that she should have been wearing her lanyard. I run down the hill and jump on a jet ski. I vaguely register that my jet ski looks just like hers and that there should only be one of the yellow and purple jet skis. I shrug it off, missing the chance to realize it's just a stupid dream because I'm wanting to catch her jet ski before it hits someone's dock or a passing boat or something. I go as fast as I can and catch up to her jet ski since it's just idling. I pull out the lanyard and it turns off and stops moving. Mom swims up and I grab her life jacket and unbutton the middle strap and try to strap on her lanyard to it. She's fighting me saying no, she doesn't want to wear that stupid thing. I wake up.

Some mornings I wake up and think man those dreams lat night were boring. I probably shouldn't have been bored by them because they weren't short on weirdness, but there was just nothing awesome about them, lol. I was so unimpressed by them I didn't bother taking any dream notes. Here's what I can remember off the top of my head.

Dream One (fragment): I spent the dream walking and driving on muddy roads. At one point someone else was with me and commenting on how there were big lumps of hard dirt on top of the mud. I tell him that someone put those there trying to control the mud. I don't know why the lumps are so hard, they seem unnatural and make it impossible to get over without an SUV. Lucky the dream turned my little car into an SUV!

Dream Two (Fragment): I was inside a cell shaded Zelda Game. Probably wind waker since it's the only one I've actually played. I'm trying to get into this cave, and I remember equipping the zoran tunic so I could swim under water and then realizing I don't have the iron boots. It's ok, I manage to stand on the bottom of the lake anyways and read something about playing a tune. I climb out of the lake and am looking into a big cave that I decide is the last temple. I realize that if I don't have the iron boots then I haven't done the goron lands yet, so I decide I can't go into this last temple until I do. I notice some arrows and hookshot targets ahead, I know I don't have those either so I can't advance. I turn to leave, but there's someone standing there. He tells me I shouldn't be here, it isn't safe. I'm me again, not link. The person turns to walk away. I start to follow him thinking wait, he's important somehow. I wake up.

Dream Three: I'm at the lake sitting on the pier/dock. There's someone on a jet ski in front of me. He has a pretty accent of some kind, I just naturally assume he's my moms friend in Scotland that I've never met but looking back he wasn't old so it probably wasn't. He tells me to go back inside the cabin. I tell him I want to stay on the dock. He looks to the right down towards the damn, then looks worried. He looks at me again and says, "I don't want to talk to you anymore." Suddenly I'm really upset, I want to stay and keep talking. I get mad and yell at him, "Well fine! I don't want to talk to you anymore either! Get lost!" He smiles a bitter smile, starts the jet ski and starts going down the river towards the damn. I stomp off towards the cabin. On the hill that leads up to it, there's an elegant white horse, if memory serves me right it had a horn as well, so a unicorn not a horse. I stop as I walk by to pet it and rub my head against it's neck. It wraps it's head around me kind of like a hug and rubs me with it's head reassuringly, and I feel a good deal better. I feel like everything's ok, and I start walking back up to the cabin. I get inside the cabin and my husband is pointing to a tiny cage with lots of bird packed into it. He tells me my cousins left it for me. They heard I was good with Animals and hoped I could take care of them for a while. I shrug and say lets put them in a bigger cage, this one's too small for that many birds. We set the smaller cage inside a bigger one, then I go out onto the sun porch of the cabin. I hear a lot of ruckus out on the lake, and look out to see whats going on. I see the person on the jet ski from before, he's chasing several black jet skis. He's shouting at them that he has something, and they turn on him. He turns the jet ski so fast it spins in place and I wonder if he's going to roll it, but then he takes off down the lake back towards the damn again with the black jet skis in hot pursuit. I suddenly think to myself that I should lock the door because something bad is trying to get in. I lock all the doors, and yell at my neighbors kid who is in the yard to go home before something bad happens. I rush back to the bedroom to check on the birds and my husband. The birds haven't left the small cage, and I realize we forgot to open it when we put it in the bigger cage. I tell my husband to help me I'm going to open it and hope none of the birds escape. He holds the big cage open for me while I open the big cage. Several of the bigger birds get out and we have to chase them around the room. I'm afraid they're going to bite me, but they're very well behaved. I catch one by telling him to step up, and the other one lands on my finger in mid air. We put them in the big cage with the others, and I heard a phone. I go to look and it's not mine. I decide it's my cousins girl friends phone and she must have forgotten it when they dropped the birds off. I look back at the birds and they've turned into fat multicolored babies with feathers and wings instead of arms. I briefly think I'd like to keep them, I miss having babies in the house, then my husband jokes that we just got rid of my brothers bird and Grandma is not going to be happy if we bring home more. I nod, and then wake up. Pretty sure those multi-colored babies are a direct result of getting our My Little Pony Babies in the mail yesterday I can only assume the birds turned into them because two if those pony babies are Pegasus ponies, lol. I'm feeling pretty lucky though that this dream didn't turn into a night mare, there were a few times when it could have, but I managed to avoid it somehow.

Dream Fragment (???): I dreamed I was playing the Skylanders game my son got for his birthday with him. I have no clue what point of the night this occurred, probably early since it was a rehash of the previous days events.

I can't remember very well today because I didn't have time to lay in bed and remember my dreams. There's a good chance I'll remember more later if something familiar hits me, that usually happens on days like this, lol. But I was soooo happy to nearly have a lucid in the middle of all of it!

Dream One: Can't remember much detail, but the gist of it was that one of my mom's dogs bit someone and we were freaking out worried about it. I'm pretty sure there were lots of I told you sos coming from me in this dream, lol.

Dream Two: I dreamed I was at a craft store and I told my husband I wanted to go ahead and get my tattoo now and stop waiting for my BFF. (We're supposed to have matching heart tattoos, she had hers done where she lives but wants me to wait until she comes down to get mine done so we're together for at least one of them) I decide I don't want to get the heart for my first, I want something that means something big for me, not just follow your heart. I decide I want some symbol and in the dream it means something, like that I am something or I have some power or belong to some club or religion or something. I find two stickers that I can combine to make the design I want. One is a star burst inside a diamond shape, the other is a man who looks kind of like Jesus, but not on a cross or anything... though the feet look funny like he's standing on his tippy toes with his knees bent or he's laying down. Looking back now that I am fully awake for the morning, I think it might have been my brains representation of a God (I'm not monotheistic, and while I believe in multiple gods and goddesses, I don't believe in them as all powerful beings either, I'm skipping the explanation and just saying it could have been any god, I don't know which and I don't think it's overly important here, lol) We leave the craft store with the stickers I've found, and walk next door to a Tattoo parlor. It seems like we're in a real mall, not a strip mall, though I've never seen a mall with a craft store and tattoo parlor before, I'm sure one exists somewhere, lol. There's a guy probably in his late twenties in a black button up shirt and black jeans, he's on the heavy side of average and he's got spiked hair and a carefully cut beard that makes a line all along his jawline before becoming a goatee or something on his chin. He's the tattoo artist, and he listens to me about my tattoo, then takes the two stickers and says It'll be no problem. I sit down in a chair like a dentists chair or something so it's more like laying back. I pull up my shirt, and for some reason decide to get the tattoo on the fattest part of my stomach where all my stretchmarks are, an area I usually try NOT to show, lol. I close my eyes and the guy starts to draw on me with something, but I can't see it. I'm thinking he's just making a stencil or something to go over with the tattoo needle, but then I realize it stings a bit. Not like hurts, just stings like a fresh scratch you get wet. I ask him if it's supposed to sting or if I'm having an allergic reaction to the ink pen he's using, and he tells me it's the tattoo needle and it's supposed to hurt. I nearly freak out, "Your not drawing it first?! Your just going to try to draw it the first time in permanent ink on my skin?! what if you mess up? You can't fix it!" He tells me to chill, that he always does it this way, and then he has me look at it. I look down and it doesn't look bad actually, but it's unfinished and instead of having the man inside the diamond he's beside it. I actually think it looks ok this way, but it's not what I wanted so I'm a bit sad. He tells me there are unfinished parts because they're too small and easy to mess up, he's going to draw those in first then go over them with the tattoo machine. I say ok, and my husband says something and leaves the room. Then the guy asks me if I want to surprise my husband, and I'm like how? He draws a line from my tattoo in progress down, and suddenly I realize my pants are unbuttoned and I'm not wearing under wear! He draws the line to right where my panties would cover and says, "We'll put two eyes, and a mouth here!" and draws a smiley face with it's tongue sticking out . I'm way uncomfortable now, and I'm like, Thanks, but no thanks. I had to work like hell to convince him to let me get this tattoo, he won't be happy for me to get another one without asking, especially in such a private place. He shurgs and says ok, then goes back to work with my tattoo. I notice that the head of the man is right where my belly wrinkles when I sit down and wonder if it'll mess up the tattoo that my skin wrinkles there and if it will look bad. I wake up, and oddly enough my skin feels irritated like it did in the dream. I actually feel my belly to make sure there's no tattoo there in the dark, lol. Then I wonder what the tattoo was and hope it was nothing bad or scary!

Dream Three (Almost lucid!): I dream that I'm outside on some stone path in front of a cute little building that looks like it should be in a painting. There are stairs on the path leading down to the left if I'm facing the building. I have a pillow and a blanket. I lay my pillow at the top of the stairs, and lay down in the middle of the path, I'm determined to have a lucid dream! Looking back, the fact that I was dreaming made this all the more funny but frustrating! I close my eyes and wait a bit, then in the black I start to see cherry trees and hear this harp sound like when the sims are Woohooing in the sims 3 game I get so excited that I wake back up on the path. I get mad thinking I was almost in a dream, actually lucid for a change! I close my eyes to try again and almost immediately the harp continues and I see the trees waving in the breeze. I think, Yes! I'm lucid! then I wake up to the path world again because someone is calling me in it. I stand up and look in the window. There's someone in the house I'm sleeping in front of. I wake up for real.

Dream Four: I'm walking into an auditorium with a very large group of people. I'm second in line. There's a guy in front of me, He feels familiar and very safe in the dream, but I don't know who he is. He has blond hair that almost reaches his shoulders and a baseball cap on (facing the right way! I hate when people wear them backwards!) as well as an old brown leather/suede jacket. Looking back, I'm almost positive it was K because this seems to be a recurring theme in my K dreams lately, where I don't know who he is until I realize it's a dream. I can't be 100% sure because I was never lucid to confirm it. I walk past him so I can sit beside him, but he grabs my arm and pulls me down to sit in his lap. I giggle and feel really flirty for a moment, but then my best friend A sits behind us and motions to the empty seat beside her. She says something about how bad it'll look if I spend the entire awards ceremony in his lap and how I'm supposed to be classier than that. I think she's right, I'm way too old to be acting like a teenager and sitting in a guys lap at a formal event! He makes a disappointed noise, but the seat I was going to sit in beside him is now full and I have no choice but to sit behind him with A. I sit next to her, and the awards ceremony begins. They announce an award and A and the guy and some other people around us get up to go accept it. A tells me I need to go get my award, but I am too nervous and feel like I didn't do anything to deserve it so I just stay where I'm at. They all go on stage and get pink bags with like beach towels and flip flops or something in them. Then they announce another award and a lady gets up to accept it. Her left eye is closed and bent at a crooked angle. She talks about how happy she is that she was able to receive this award, especially after the accident that took her eye. It's a really moving and heartwarming moment. this is all I can remember of that dream.

Dream Five: I'm at a cafe in the mall. There's a girl behind the counter with short hair like mine, only her hair is straight where mine is curly. She's talking to me excitedly about something, and I'm waiting for her shift to be over so we can hang out. A guy comes up, and I feel a very family like feeling, like I know his mom and he feels like one of my kids. I feel like time has flown by is this teenager relieving this girls is one of my friends kids, I must be getting old! The girl disappears in the back to get her stuff, and the guy and I talk about something. I think it's about the economy or something. I feel like I can remember when this kid was in diapers, and just totally blown away by time flying and him talking to me about the economy like an adult! The girl comes out of the back, and her hair is curly like mine now! I think wow, she looks just like me! Then I wake up. I'm pretty sure this dream was brought about b/c my son's birthday is today. It feels like just yesterday I gave birth to him, and now he's old enough to start school! Crazyness! The girl in my dream might have been my daughter, hence why she'd have looked like me. I think I was dreaming like fifteen years in the future when they're old enough to have jobs! lol

Dream Six (Fragments): In this dream I was a manager or something for a hotel chain or something. Sorry for all the "somethings" but this is really fuzzy. There was a girl who the company suspected of doing something wrong, and so I was sent in undercover to test her and if she failed the test she was going to be fired. I pretended to be a customer and she didn't know me, so she did what ever wrong, and failed the test. I had to fire her and felt bad about it. At some point, either arriving there or leaving there, I was in a red expensive car, (maybe a corvette?) talking on a cell phone. I remember my earrings being huge gaudy dangling things that clicked against the phone when I moved my head and my nails were really long and fake and bright red. I think I had on a bright red pencil skirt and business suit type jacket that didn't cover my boobs properly and my hair was bleached and had way too much hair spray in it. That was the most memorable part because in real life I'm really low maintenance, I don't even paint my nails let alone wear fake ones. As for hair and all, I brush my hair and put a bandanna on it so you can't see the curls sticking out all over the place and I wear jeans and tank tops or thermal shirts. For me, Dressing up is a nice shirt and red tinted chap stick with some gloss, lol.

I only had three dreams that I can remember last night, but they were all fairly long, so I'm going to blame it on all the cold medicine making me sleep longer without waking up every couple hours or so, lol.

Dream One: My husband and I are at home hanging out with the oldest neighborhood kids. This should have been a glaring clue I was dreaming.We used to hang out with them a lot last year, then they got into drugs and smoking and I didn't want that around my little kids, so we purposely avoid going out side to play when they are around. The house was also different. It was still the same property, obviously, but the basement was gone, and the house was on stilts like you see that the beach. We were under the house leaning back against the columns as the little kids played in the front yard. I can't remember what we were chatting about. A girl walks up, and the oldest kid introduces her as his girl friend, and they all say they're going to go to the woods now that she's here. We say goodbye, have fun, and wave. Then we call our kids into the house telling them they need a nap before tonight, but don't specify what's going on at night. We go inside, and go upstairs, apparently we have just finished off the second level (in reality we're trying to finish off the basement and make it a living space) and our bedroom is on the second level. When we get upstairs and I am very unhappy to find the house wobbles on it's stilts. I spread my legs and lean from side to side and the house seems to lean from side to side with me. My husband assures me it's safe, that it's just caused by the stilts. I tell him I won't be able to sleep if it keeps moving, and he tells me that I should think of it as being rocked to sleep by the house. I lay down with my daughter and my husband lays down with our little boy trying to get them to nap. We're all in the same room, my kids are scared to have a room of their own, so their beds are in our bedroom. Shortly after we lay down, my daughter is asleep, so I stand up and walk over to the window to see how dark it is. I look out the window and it's bright and sunny still, but I see two sailor scouts, Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune, standing on the street looking up at the house. Normally these are my two favorite sailor moon characters, but in this dream seeing them gave me a bad feeling and I rushed to the bed and grabbed my daughter shouting to my husband the sailor scouts are here. He grabs my son, and suddenly the two scouts teleport into the room. Sailor Neptune stands in front of me, and Uranus in front of my husband. Neptune tells me to give her my daughter and there will be no fighting, I tell her hell no, and then I transform into a sailor scout. She attacks me with a water attack, and I absorb it because I am scout with water powers too. Beside me, Uranus is attacking my husband with a fire attack, but he's turned into sailor mars (which in hindsight is a HILARIOUS event!) and absorbed her fire as well. Neptune sneers, the teleports out as an escape with uranus copying her exactly. We don't pursue them, we're just glad that the kids are safe. I notice it's getting dark, so I tell the kids it's time to go trick or treat. They don't seem phased at all by the attack. Before we can leave, I get a phone call. I answer it and it's my Friend N telling me that she called about the empty room we had available, and she's really excited about moving in with us. She says the new house she found was great, but knowing that she'd be living with good friends with kids her daughters age for her to play with was even better. Then she tells me she's moving into room 208, and I look down the stairs at the room door and suddenly remember that only the even numbered rooms of the house are finished (My house rooms aren't numbered, this is just strange dream logic, lol) I tell her I can't wait for the move in, but I have to go because we were heading out to go trick or treating. She Says ok, and we hang up. I carry my daughter outside, she's apparently already in her costume, but my husband has to put my son in his. I get outside and think I forgot my costume! Then realize I don't have one! I run back inside scrambling to find something that could be a costume, and settle on a suede coat with a fuzzy collar and fuzzy stuff around the ends of the sleeves. My best friend A calls it my "Penny Lane" coat (from the movie Almost Famous) and so I grab some round pink sunglasses and look in the mirror. My hair is long, like past my shoulders long, so I really do resemble her and I am satisfied. I walk outside with my daughter again, and my husband and son are with us this time. The drive way is three times it's normal length , and my car is in the middle, so it takes us a moment to get to it. Then Sailor Neptune and Sailor Uranus appear on the road again. I think to myself why did I even bother with this costume when I could have transformed into a sailor scout for my costume?! I throw off the coat and transform anticipating another attack. Then I wake up.

Dream Two: I'm at the store with my grandma. She's looking at calendars. It's really strange, they're all already open and hanging from the shelf on the current month. She has her glasses on and she's getting up close to them to see better, with her hand on a buggy. I'm bored so I'm just kind of walking around the aisle looking at random stuff, when I nearly step on a kid. I apologize for not looking where I was going, but it turns out to be one of the neighbors kids (not one of the ones from the first dream though). He's saying he made some thank you cards for granny since she's been driving him to school, and I tell him she's busy looking at calendars but I'll give it to her. He thanks me, but follows me over to her. I hang the cards up on the store shelf for some dumb reason. He tells me that they're for granny, don't lose them. I told him I put them there so when she'd look up she'd see them and be surprised. He's happy with this answer. Then grandma looks up and sees them. She asks whats this, and I tell her the kid next door made them for her. She's happy, and wants to thank him, but I notice he's suddenly not there! We decide to check out and go home so she can thank him, but as soon as we get to the registers we can see out the stores big glass doors and there's a crazy storm going on out side. We decide to stay in the store rather than risk being blown away as we're seeing cars being blown in the parking lot! We walk to the side of the store, and there's another, smaller glass door. I see the neighbors other, younger, kid standing in a trailer door about ten feet from the glass door. The wind is blowing the door and his clothes and he looks scared. I open the glass door and yell at him to get back inside the trailer before he's blown away. He says he can't, he has to get inside the store where his mom and brother are. I curse under my breath, then decide I'm going to have to help the kid because if I don't he's stupid enough to try to make it through that storm and over here by himself. I start out in the wind, being pelted with cold rain and stung by the wind, then I wake up.

Dream Three: This was the longest dream, but hardest to remember since the kids woke me up and I didn't have a chance to "dwell" on it before I woke up. I was at an anime convention. I had just walked into the building from the third floor. Apparently it was a four story building, and the biggest convention I'd ever seen. There were lots of young adults and teens and even some tweens leaning on the walls and sitting in the floors doing various things (looking at pictures, playing video games, talking, eating, etc) I look around, and am nervous because I'm by myself and I don't know anyone. I'm a very shy person. I hear someone say this floor is the lounge floor for hanging out, the next floor down is the library where you can read manga and watch anime, and the bottom floor is the panel floor where you can participate in panels. I don't hear what the floor upstairs is. I decide to head down to the panel floor and find out what kind of panels there are. I spend a good five minutes trying to make my way through the halls and down the stairs. When I arrive on the panel floor, a girl with blond hair probably in her early teens grabs my arm and says, "You look like your here alone, mind doing and interview with me?" and I'm like, um sure, that's fine. Then I notice there's a really skinny guy around her age with super short dishwater blond hair with her. Apparently he's also doing the same interview. The girl walks in front of us and she's pointing to things and asking us our opinions. I feel silly and out of place because many of the questions she asks us I have no clue about. My answers are like, "Well I don't know, I've never played that game/seen that show/read that manga" I feel very uncomfortable, and suddenly a man who looks about my age with a buzz cut grabs the girls arm and says, "Hey kid! I told you to stop wandering around in the panel rooms with these stupid interviews. It's disruptive!" the girl hits the floor crying. The man tells me and the other kid to get lost. The girl disappears. I leave, but the other kid starts following me. I start to tell him to tail someone else, I don't really want to baby sit, when he starts crying that he can't believe it's his first convention and he's already in trouble. He flat out breaks down bawling. I tell him to relax, that the guy was just mad because the girl was interrupting his panel (it had been some sort of figure painting crafty panel) and the guys says, "Really? are you sure?!" and I'm like yeah, don't worry about it, your not in trouble! Unfortunately, comforting him makes him even more determined to follow me around. I'm annoyed, but figure there's nothing I can do now, so I just decide to try and see the upstairs floor since I hadn't seen it yet, and maybe I'd lose the kid in the crowd. The floor plan of the building keeps changing, but I don't recognize it as a dream, instead I get frustrated because I keep getting lost. On the plus side, I think I have lost the kid. Finally I make it to a room with lots of video games and arcade machines. This is the fourth floor! I'm happy to be on the fourth floor and see a convention staff member nearby. I ask him what there was to do on this floor besides video games, and he tells me there's a fort to climb and points to the right. I thank him, realizing he's the same guy who fussed earlier at the interviewer, but he was really nice so I was right he wasn't mad. I make my way to this fort and think, WOW! How cool! It'll be like being a kid again! Its made of climbing walls and ladders and cargo nets, and there's a room at the top with a slide. I make it halfway up and realize that the kid is following me again. Beyond that, he's actually climbing faster than me and if soon right beside me. He tells me I'm slower than I look, and I tell him it's because I'm ten years older than he is. He says I don't look that old, he thought he was older than me, and I glare at him (In waking life this is often a problem, people think I'm 14 and I'm actually in my mids 20s. I still get asked for my drivers license at some gas stations b/c they think I'm underage and stolen my parents car! At my husbands grandmothers funeral, several extended family thought I was my husbands daughter... we're only a couple years apart in age, so that was a trip!) Then the kid gets the idea that he's pissed me off and climbs up the net faster than me, and offers a hand down to help me up. I tell him I can do it myself and I really don't need a kid to help me, then go on to say he's annoying and I want him to just get lost already. He frowns like I hurt his feelings, but then the net slips and suddenly falls five feet. I hit the plastic slide beneath the net and freak out, "What happened?!" the kid apologizes saying he accidentally knocked it lose. I'm very super pissed and annoyed now. I tell him to fix it and he says he can't figure out how. I turn to go back down the way I'd climbed up, and a couple of girls are climbing up. I tell them the kid broke it and it's no use. They whine about how unfair it is, not helping my mood. Then my kids woke me up.

Last nights dreams were a mess of fragments and crazy, completely random stuff I could hardly remember any of it. This entry isn't going to make much sense

Dream One (fragments): I'm watching in third person as my son and his friend O are in a time machine going back in time to year 0. They look older, like 7 or 8, and I wonder why I'm not actually there. The time machine arrives in a desert looking area with lots of huge rocks, like you see in SUV ads sometimes. The boys don't seem to know what to do, they say they were sent back in time to do something important, but they can't remember what. So they decide to buy themselves sometime by going back in time again to year 0 because they are afraid that standing around thinking about it wasted too much time. When they go back again, I start feeling light headed, dizzy, and like I'm going to pass out in general. I think to myself the time machine might be dangerous and they shouldn't be using it. Then I try to force myself into the picture to set the time machine to send them home where they'll be safe. When I try, the only option I can select is Lunar something or another. My mind immediately thinks of the new sims world Lunar lakes, and I wake up.

Dream Two (Fragments): We're baby sitting my husbands ex's kids for some dumb reason. My husband is complaining that He didn't want to watch them because he hates his ex, I'm saying to stop complaining he may hate her but she's nice to me. The kids are playing in the living room with our kids, and we're in the back room with the door open so we can hear them, cleaning up legos. There are tons and tons of Legos, all over the floor. I can't believe the sheer number of them. It's like the number of legos my brother and I had growing up after collecting them for years, I have no clue how my kids could have amazed so many, especially since my husband usually refuses to buy toys with lots of small pieces because he worries the kids will make a mess. After we clean up all the legos, my husband is fussing because the kids parents hadn't come to pick them up yet and they were late. I offer to call and ask them why they're running late.

(Missing time)

There's a girl who looks like Aqua from Birth by Sleep. She's claiming to be a shape shifter. She is bragging that the original girl thought her father had died when she was a kid, but the truth was the father died right after she was born at the shape shifters hands. Then the shape shifter changed into her father to use his political influence to her advantage, then when she no longer needed his form, she made it look like she/he died in a mud slide. I see the mudslide scene in my dream. Then, the girl opens my closet and moves all my clothes, to reveal a secret area. Inside the secret area there's a really big plastic tote. She opens the tote and the real Aqua/girl is there. She's wearing a lacy wedding dress and looks like a doll. She falls forwards and then comes to life and catches herself on the sides of the tote.

(Missing times)

I'm a pirate, but my house is the pirate ship. We're being attacked by other pirates. They're firing at the walls, but from the knee level down only. We're jumping around like crazy trying not to get hit in the legs by these shots. Then a short bald pirate bursts in, he reminds me of Schmee from the Disney version of Peter Pan. He's really mean though, not a push over like in the disney movie. He bursts in and starts trying to kill me, we grapple on the ground a bit, and then I manage to wrestle him out the front door. Suddenly he turns into the neighbors kid and I'm yelling at him, "We don't want you around anymore! GO AWAY!" he starts crying and I tell him that we don't want him around because he'd mean. He needs to get lost, and I'm sorry we ever took him in! Then he suddenly looks like my son and I feel really sad because I feel like I'm telling my own kids I don't love them. I wake up nearly crying.

Dream One: I dreamed that our neighbors daughter had triplets. The neighbor wasn't watching them, and one of the babies crawled over to our house and was playing on our porch. After a while, we opened to door and coaxed the baby inside. It was a girl, and she started playing with our kids old baby toys. The neighbor comes over eventually looking for the baby. We tell her she doesn't deserve to have the baby if she'd not taking care of it, and we should call social services instead of giving the baby to her. She gets mad and says that it's hard to watch three babies at a time, and we tell her that if ones been missing for a few hours and she didn't notice then she must not have actually been watching them. Then the neighbor tells us to just keep the baby because she doesn't want to deal with three. I wake up.

Dream Two: I'm on my grandmother's bed, and there are all kinds of small creatures. I'd call them magical woodland creatures or faeries. They didn't look like normal wood creatures, they were like tiny cat sized moving trees and half lion half people things among other stuff that I can't think of how to describe. Two of the creatures are having an argument so I suggest that instead of fighting, they should compete. The other creatures suggest a tree growing contest. Who can grow a tree the fastest. The one creature cries that she can't grow trees so that is rigged. I know that little creature is good at sewing so I offer that while the one creature who is good at growing trees is growing a magic tree, she can embroider a magic tree. They all agree this would be best. I get out my sewing kit and hand the little critter some pins and needles and embroidery thread in olive and tan. they little critters all start jumping on the bed as the race begins. My Son runs into the room and starts jumping on the bed too. I tell him to stop jumping on the bed or he's going to get hurt. He doesn't listen, instead does a back flop on the bed. Then I pull him off the bed to spank his butt, but he's got all the pins and needles I had given the embroidery critter stuck in his back. He doesn't cry, but I start freaking out. I tell him to hold still while I pull them out, but there are probably like 30 of them. He never once cries but I'm thinking, "OMG OMG OMG!" as I pull them out of his skin one by one. Most of them don't bleed, but some of the bigger ones do. Just as I'm taking the last one out, my grandmother opens her front door. All the little critters jump, spin, and disappear. Then I wake up.

Dream Three: I was at my mom's "house" that she is baby sitting for a rich friend. Only the house was even bigger than before and had three levels and 8 bedrooms and four bathrooms. I don't remember much of the begging, but I remember that Aladin (Yes, from the Disney movie!) was in my window telling me that he would make sure I got the token I needed. He'd have Abu bring it to me. He jumps out the window and disappears. I stand at the window and watch out it, anxiously waiting for this token. I can't remember what it was for, but it felt important. For some reason I knew I wasn't allowed to leave the house. I see Abu after about five minutes, but he gets ambushed by a couple of bigger monkeys that were hanging out in the trees. Without thinking I leap from the window and run up to the fight. The strange monkeys run away, Abu gives me a little copper colored coin like talisman, and then runs off as well. I look up and know there's no way in heck I'm going to get back to my room from the ground, so I have to risk getting caught going back inside. I try to sneak in, but my mom is having a party of some kind, and she is sitting in the living room with a bunch of people. I recognize my cousin Andy and his old housemate who's name I think started with a J. My uncle is there, and my mom's best friends Diane and Carol. Mom stops me and yells at me for being outside when I should be grounded. I tell her I fell out my window and to relax. Then I sarcastically add in, it wasn't like it hurt or anything, then grabbed my butt as if I was sore from landing. She glares at me and tells me to go to my room. I start to go to my room, but then I see my cousin Lauren standing at the bathroom door with a frustrated expression on his face. The doors closed, and he seems to be waiting on someone to finish inside. I ask him if he's ok, and he says he needs to use the bathroom but theres someone in there already and they're taking forever. I tell him the house has lots of Bathrooms, I'll show him to another one. Then the dream gets frustrating for me. I take him to the next closes bathroom which is in my mom's room. I stand in mom's door and point towards the bathroom. He walks through the room and just as I'm turning around to leave he tells me to wait. I turn back around and he says the bathroom has no walls! He refuses to use a bathroom that has no walls. I shrug and tell him the next closest bathroom is in the basement. I take him downstairs to the basement, and point to a door, and again he tells me to wait as soon as I turn around. I'm like What now?! and this bathroom has no floor. I'm getting frustrated thinking wtf, whats up with the bathrooms in this house?! I tell him there's one more bathroom and I'll take him there if he tells mom I was helping him so I don't get in trouble for not going to my room. He seems to understand that I am pissed off, because he starts talking about knowing the person who owned the house before mom's friend, and that the guy was seriously weird. I say it's weird the bathrooms have no walls and no floors, and that I can tell the guy must have been off his rocker. Then he starts saying something about the crazy way the guy decorated, and starts pointing out shit like a car model of a rainbow vw beetle that's suspended from a clothes line with clothes pins so you can push it alone the clothes line track. But it's set up like some kind of decoration, like you see trains running along the ceiling in some restaurants and such. Then he points out that all the drawers on the basement floor has letters on their drawer handles, and when you read them instead of just accepting each letter as a stand alone letter, it spells out I love truckers. Then I wake up laughing because the whole thing made this nice house my mom is staying in seem so redneck. Apparently my subconscious is a redneck interior decorator!

This double posted this morning, and I couldn't figure out how to delete it. Lucky for me, the neighbor stopped chainsawing for a short time and I was able to have another couple of dream fragments before my kids woke me up. So here goes!

Fragment One: I'm outside, holding my little girl. My house looks like the elementary school I went to. It looks like the old building that I had classes in and they tore down a 15 years ago, not the new building. There's a delivery man writing on a clip board. His truck has no delivery service name on it, it's blank. The delivery man isn't wearing any real uniform either. He's just wearing tan pants that won't go over his big belly and a blue button up work shirt that also doesn't cover part of his belly. Luckily it's warm, probably summer. I'm barefoot. The man turns around to get in his truck and I notice that an ink pen I bought as a matching set with my BFF falls off his clip board and onto the ground. I'm mad because I think he tried to steal my pen, and while it's cheap, it has a lot of sentimental value because Ambies lives several states away, and since we have matching ones, everytime I use it I feel a little closer to her, like the distance isn't so bad. At the same time, I feel like it'd be rude to confront him on the issue, and I don't want a confrontation, so I just bend down and pick the pen up as fast as I can, and shove it in my pants pocket. Then I shift my little girl so that her leg is covering it up in case he turns around and sees the pen and tries to take it again. I walk to the other side of the delivery truck while the man is squeezing in to see if there's a logo on the other side of the truck. I don't want to go inside before he leaves because if I turn around my toddler's leg won't be hiding the pen anymore. I'm really worried he's going to take that damn pen, lol. On the other side of the truck I see something shiny, so I walk towards it. The truck engine starts and I look over my shoulder to see it pulling away. I feel so relieved he never came back looking for my pen. The shiny thing catches my eyes again, so I go over to pick it up. It's a very shiny curly piece of metal. It takes me a minute to realize that it's a Wine bottle opener. I wonder why it's on the parking lot when it could pop a tire, then I realize that it shouldn't here anyways. This is an elementary school, it being here means some kid had wine! I rush inside the house/school and my mother is in the kitchen. I hand her the cork popper and say, "Look what I found in the parking lot." She looks at it questioningly,
"What is it?"
"You screw it into the top of a wine bottle, then squeeze it to pop the cork out"
"Why was this in the parking lot?"
"Apparently one of the kids is drinking!"
Then I wake up because of a loud noise at the neighbors house, I think their dogs barking.

Fragment Two: I'm in a dark kitchen. Even though it's dark, there are round lights handing from the ceiling. I reach up to touch one and it breaks. I can hear someone behind me in another room yell, "Hey, did I just hear something?" I reach up to touch another light and it also breaks. The person in the other room yells again, "Dude what was that?!" I go into third person view. In the kitchen is a really tall skinny dude that I recognize as me (In waking life, I'm a girl! I'm also barely five feet tall and on the heavier side of average weight wise.) there's a arch style doorway, and the room between me and "me" is a living room. There's a white couch pushed against the wall the kitchen and living room share. A guy is sitting on it with a ridiculous looking white hat. The knitted style that has flaps to keep the ears warm and little poofy balls that hang down past your shoulders. My friend calls then Ron Weaselly hats b/c he wears one in one of the Harry Potter movies. The guy is watching tv with the lights off, so his face has a blue glow. My view shifts back to first person and I walk into that living room. The guy never takes his eyes off the tv, but asks me what that noise was, did I break a cup? I shake my head and say, "No way man, I'm breaking the lights!" He flips out, "What the hell dude?! My land lord is going to kill me if you break the lights!" I laugh, then say, "He'll get over it man. Lets break all the lights in the house! It'll be awesome!" The other man says, "Not cool dude, leave the lights alone, seriously!" I shrug, then reach over the guy on the couch where there's a weird chandelier like lamp that has icicle shaped light bulbs dangling. I take two at a time in my hands and start crushing them. The guy on the couch pushes me and says, "Stop it! That's not funny dude! My land lord is going to be pissed your breaking his shit." I laugh and he pushes into me again. I find it even funnier that he's getting so pissed. I make a teasing face at him, then rush into the kitchen to break the rest of the lights in there. He follows me trying to grab me and stop me. I break another round light in the kitchen. Then my kids wake me up!

I only have a small fragment of a dream today. I usually don't dream before 8 am, and if I do I very rarely remember them. This morning my neighbor happened to be cutting trees at 8:30, so I was jolted awake and lost what very little dreaming I fit in. What I can remember is two bird like people, sort of like horror movies versions of the bird people in The Legend of Zelda Wind Waker. They had people faces, but with big triangular beaks in the spot where their mouth and nose should have been. Their skin looked an odd color, kind of greenish almost. They had long hair that extended down nearly to their waists. instead of arms, they had long wings. One was taller than the other. The taller one had red feathers and hair, while the shorter one had brown. They were dressed in formless rectangular dresses with no sleeves. The material reminded me of this cheap thick off white fabric my mom used to use to make mock ups of patterns before she tried them with pretty fabrics only to find a flaw and have to make them over. I think the stuff is called muslin but I could be wrong. There was really pretty rainbow colored embroidery on them though in zigzag line and diamond patterns. They had a very creepy unnatural look and feel to them, like some of the puppet creatures in the 80s movie the Labyrinth. I also remember a man acting very odd. The sun reflected off from him to almost make him look like he was made of some sort of golden orange light, and he was standing with his legs spread like a bow legged cowboy. He started jumping from leg to leg, like I always imagined Rumpelstiltskin dances when he thinks the queen will never learn his name. I think the bird people were watching the man, but all I can remember are the two separate images, so they might have been a totally different part of the dream. They were creepy enough to be seered into my mind, I can see them in my mind like looking at a photograph even though I woke up two hours ago (though I've been trying to go back to sleep, I'm hoping when I go on about my day I'll forget them!)