Do you ever imagine the unimaginable?
It sounds like a really confusing Confucius statement
that you would get from a fortune cookie, right??
But lately, I have been having the most unimaginable dreams
and I have no idea why. I don’t eat
chocolate late, I actually stopped buying sweets so that I don’t tempt
myself. It really sucks because when I
do have the craving, I have to shuffle around in the pantry and the fridge,
before I just eat an apple for something healthy. Note to self:
You suck at the grocery store!!
Back to my dreams – Crazytown doesn’t do them justice:
I swear we used protection!! |
I had a dream that all my toes
were penises. Yes, you heard me right,
all of my toes were little baby dicks and I could do nothing but wiggle them
and watch them grow. In my dream I was
horrified and slightly fascinated and my husband kept demanding to see them and
then he would fall over laughing.
I dreamt that my husband was a
vampire and I was his slave, someone was asking me how I could keep him from
mauling me, to which I replied, “duh, I give him sex every day…EVERYDAY” I
think I was exhausted when I woke up.
I will go Fried Green Tomatoes on your ASS |
This one was crazy and made me get
up and check every door, every lock, and every window and kiss my babies
twice. I was dreaming that we were in Target and
I couldn’t find my #1 girl – looked everywhere for her. Since every god damn store that we visit those
kids have to use the bathroom, I checked the restroom. I found some strange man holding my daughter
and trying to keep her quiet by covering her face and mouth with his
hands. I felt that feeling sweep over
me, you know the one, the incendiary angry feeling where you feel that flush
crawl up your neck and you feel that your head might explode. I can only describe the feeling as one where
I was an impartial observer watching myself catapult across the bathroom to
tear my child from this man. In my
dream, I tucked her in a corner, and proceeded to turn to this man. I could totally see myself cocking my head at
him in that serial killer fashion and backed him into the corner between the
sink and the door. The next part is
either based on some crazy book that I read or is an insight into my psyche if
you ever fuck with my kids. But in my
dream, I proceeded to rip great big chunks of flesh off this man, screaming
like a banshee and eating bits and pieces of his flesh. The really gross part, is that I can still
remember the feeling of the rending of his flesh, the feeling of digging my
nails into the skin and ripping. It was
very surreal and very disturbing. I
think that I would rather have penis toes then have to dream this again.
They have my ears... |
Also, I gave birth to husky
puppies and my husband was very angry accusing me of cheating on him.
FEED ME MAMA...FEED ME |
Apparently, Stewie from the Family
Guy lived under my bed and I had to feed him constantly. But Stewie didn’t live on normal food, no no
no, Stewie lived on toe jam. You know
how tired you get when you have a newborn, where you put the milk in the
cupboard and the cereal in the fridge or you walk outside and totally forget
that you don’t have pants on because you can barely function from the lack of
sleep. Well, apparently feeding Stewie toe
jam was making me exhausted and I was so tired that all I could do was just
hang my foot over the side of the bed to feed him. He would lick my foot all night long….until I
woke up and something was licking my foot.
After I booted the dog in the head and banged my own head on the wall
scrambling to get away from her, I came back to reality.
I think I might need dream therapy……….maybe Prozac….naw….I’ll
just drink more before bed time!!
What crazy un*fricking believable dreams have you had? Don’t make me live on the island alone.
PLLLLEEEAAAEEEEEE.
You know me, I always have crazy dreams.
ReplyDeleteThe most recent involved all of my teeth coming loose in my mouth and I was having to hold them in my mouth with my tongue. It wasn't working and one by one all of my teeth popped out of my mouth. To say I woke up horrified would be an understatement.
What is with us?? It totally must be our over active imagination. I really miss our Sunday Walking Dead dreams, I feel like I am missing a little end of the world drama in my life!!
DeleteHoly shit woman. Those are some crazy ass dreams. lol I don't remember a good portion of my dreams. I know last month I had two or three Star Trek themed dreams - so I watched the new one and no more dreams. lol I once dreamed that Harry Potter was my boyfriend and I was worried the cops would find me because I'm 10 years older than the kid. lol The worst one I can ever remember was the nightmare I had that my parents were murdered and I found them - I woke up with silent tears and hyperventilating. When I calmed down, I called my parents at 4am to make sure they were okay.
ReplyDeleteJ - Tell me about it girl. I seriously jumped out of bed the other day because I thought we were in a car wreck and was all like..."whoo ha" My husband just sat up and said, "what now??"
DeleteDon't add Prozac to that awesome brain...will compound the crazy dreams!
ReplyDeleteCristin - Ha...No man made drugs only natural ones!!!
DeleteThose are some crazy and awesome dreams! I had that toes dream before, strangely. I do wonder what that signifies! I'm a vivid dreamer and I remember them every morning. Last night's dream had me living in a hat. Surely more comfortable than living in a shoe like the old woman with all those kids!
ReplyDeleteChristine - I hope that it was a comfortable shoe....fuck me pumps would put a real damper on trying to get comfortable.
DeleteWow! Do those dreams linger around for most of the day? I hate when that happens!
ReplyDeleteAndrea - Some do and some dont. The ones that have to deal with my kids leave me edgy all day. The ones that have the end of the world flavor, like Sunday's after the Walking Dead was on...YES....I spent all Monday trying to re-hash how I would survive and navigate. It gets exhausting sometimes...LOL
DeleteJust last night, I had such terrifying nightmares I woke up sweating and shaking at least 3 times. Then on the way in to work this morning, I tell Chuckweasel I had terrible dreams that I don't really remember, and he says, "You don't remember anything?" and I was like... "I think... I killed a guy, and I thought I killed his girlfriend but I didn't make sure she was dead and she came after me. But he needed killing, so it's okay." CW refrained from asking further questions.
ReplyDeleteHoodie - its best that the men in our lives just keep quiet when the killin needs to be done . Lol
ReplyDeleteThose were indeed strange dreams. Anytime one has nightmares in which children are in danger, or those who are too weak to defend themselves, like animals fighting a well-armed man, the things you do to protect the defenseless can shock and empower you.
ReplyDeleteNellie - For the girlies - I would do just about anything.
DeleteJANA!!!! this is all too hilarious! i would comment on every post but let's just say i probably should be prepared with my own stash of Poise before i read your blog posts! keep them comin
ReplyDeleteAwww Desi - I need more blog fodder, we will have to have you over so I can get some more material! LOL
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