tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post9126819162417856694..comments2023-08-20T01:57:46.374-06:00Comments on rubowhappenings: DreamsRachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-16284801531650153682012-06-06T09:14:11.712-06:002012-06-06T09:14:11.712-06:00Pulling out the air mattresses right now!!! :D
Y...Pulling out the air mattresses right now!!! :D<br /><br />You are too much! Quit spoiling me!!!Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-11092060388125370852012-06-06T06:59:34.455-06:002012-06-06T06:59:34.455-06:00Yeah. THOSE dreams.
At least you dream you'...Yeah. THOSE dreams. <br /><br />At least you dream you're in your pajamas at work. I have dreams where I am NAKED! Yup! Naked. Can I borrow some of your pajamas please?<br /><br />That dream of your doll is freaky. I would be freaked out for life. That's like a clown dream or something! Note to self: Don't ever send Wabi a Raggedy Ann doll!! I can remember being scared of the dark as a child as is. Add a freaky dream like that and I would have been a mess!Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-70390864130077535622012-06-06T06:57:07.172-06:002012-06-06T06:57:07.172-06:00Well! I had a dream about you and Ron last night!...Well! I had a dream about you and Ron last night! You came to visit!!!!! I'm dead serious!!! And you brought my Mr. C who is 15 a gazillion gifts! What is up with that? Two nights ago I dream Mr. C dies. Last night I dream you're giving him megga gifts. I'm talking MEGGA. Like Christmas on steroids.Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-51359729510700778192012-06-06T06:55:26.592-06:002012-06-06T06:55:26.592-06:00No more defective than I am. ;)No more defective than I am. ;)Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-50661574383786512062012-06-06T06:55:01.691-06:002012-06-06T06:55:01.691-06:00:D:DRachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-66706289269228472512012-06-06T05:10:22.534-06:002012-06-06T05:10:22.534-06:00OH, good, because it is REALLY probably less than ...OH, good, because it is REALLY probably less than one a month. I didn't want you to think I was defective....well, not in that way, anyway. <br />:-)Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10473148914709570743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-12480458602611729572012-06-06T05:08:12.870-06:002012-06-06T05:08:12.870-06:00Yes. I like your interpretation much better! Goi...Yes. I like your interpretation much better! Going with that one.Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10473148914709570743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-63216660991619536022012-06-06T04:59:34.736-06:002012-06-06T04:59:34.736-06:00Ugh. THOSE dreams. Those are haunting ones. Whe...Ugh. THOSE dreams. Those are haunting ones. When my husband and I were in the midst of massive house renovations and I never saw him because he was ALWAYS working on the house, I kept dreaming that I wasn't married. Or I'd be in this weird dream space of trying to figure out whether or not I was married. Yeah, pretty straight forward dreams in that case. But the going to work in my pyjamas dreams are frequent. And annoying. But the creepiest dream I ever had was when I was a child: The freaky-looking Raggedy Ann cloth doll that I had was chasing me around the yard from her perch in my father's yellow wheelbarrow. No one was pushing it. That black yarn grin against her white cloth face STILL haunts me.W-S Wanderingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06242784517253760863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-22963218634822758102012-06-05T20:40:02.023-06:002012-06-05T20:40:02.023-06:00This just proves to me that a weekend in Park City...This just proves to me that a weekend in Park City where we just schlep the whole time is in order. All in favor say "I". IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.<br /><br />The "I"'s have it.Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-49201548475278449222012-06-05T20:39:05.838-06:002012-06-05T20:39:05.838-06:00GASP! DONNA!!!! Oh do I have to be the one to te...GASP! DONNA!!!! Oh do I have to be the one to tell you what this means??? (Wringing my hands...............) <br /><br />It means.......... (I'm going to whisper it in your ear) that...... you're............... normal.<br /><br />Sigh.........Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-34696075902300144522012-06-05T20:38:08.833-06:002012-06-05T20:38:08.833-06:00Hmmm. Or maybe now that you are happily married an...Hmmm. Or maybe now that you are happily married and settled down it means you are content! :DRachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-40318867173096854752012-06-05T16:09:39.944-06:002012-06-05T16:09:39.944-06:00I rarely, and I mean rarely, remember any of my dr...I rarely, and I mean rarely, remember any of my dreams...maybe one a month....what does that say?Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10473148914709570743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-69221222578249999952012-06-05T16:08:35.092-06:002012-06-05T16:08:35.092-06:00I haven't had a flying dream in a very long ti...I haven't had a flying dream in a very long time, but I remember them. And since I don't fly, I don't fall. Always wondered about what it meant....kind of figured it was my overreaching and crashing, but now I must not be reaching at all....interesting.Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10473148914709570743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-3081640305623545722012-06-05T14:41:03.745-06:002012-06-05T14:41:03.745-06:00Lately, my dreams are like this: open the blender,...Lately, my dreams are like this: open the blender, throw in every weird problem that's come in over the last five months, layout a book about each one, make the computer work—then throw in plot lines from books and movies, fears, processes that I can't remember how to to. Turn on the blender. Notice I do not say anything about putting the top on the thing? Yeah - that's how it feels, chaos splattered over ever surface. My dreams used to have things in them regularly like having to go to the bathroom, only you're in someone else's house and you can't find it, but when you do, the door won't close all the way - or public restrooms without doors, or each stall is gross. Or I'm trying to make a phone call, and I can't punch in the buttons on the old phone - or I do punch them, but they don't take, and I have to start over because I hit a wrong number, except the dial tone won't come back on, and then I do the wrong number again anyway - I remember when that dream was a dial phone.<br /><br />Once in a very, very long time I have a dream that I want to lie in for a while. And I haven't had one of those for probably a decade. I think that says something I don't want to hear.Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02040714440875408436noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-19909078866298222862012-06-05T12:04:35.085-06:002012-06-05T12:04:35.085-06:00Oh the falling dreams! I haven't had one of t...Oh the falling dreams! I haven't had one of those in years!!! I hate the ones too where I am trying to run after one of my kids that is in danger and I can't move fast enough. Hate those!Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904348716444211746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4127063223404008364.post-9319668399124952772012-06-05T11:50:58.410-06:002012-06-05T11:50:58.410-06:00Only you. You got me going from compassion to wor...Only you. You got me going from compassion to worry to tears to laughter! I used to like my flying dreams until I always, always went to high and began plummeting to the ground. Luckily, I woke up before I hit the ground. And I have had the husband dreams, too....not likey.Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10473148914709570743noreply@blogger.com