You want what?

I drempt that my cousin's wife was visiting me (along with my cousin and their kids, but they wern't there most of the time). We were at a restaurant, Margo and I, and I thought she said she wanted a margarita (which was odd because I doubt that she drinks)... I don't drink either, so I didn't really want to get it for her, but she was visiting, and we were kind of having a girls night, so I went and got a pitcher of Margarita for us. So we both drank some and then her husband came and gave us a funny look (because we don't drink). It was then that I realised that she had just said she liked the glass that the margaritas were in and wanted one (not a normal margarita glass... it was oval shaped)...so I told her that I realised it and asked why she drank it anyway, and she said that she did just cause she thought I was wanting to bond with her and she didn't want to make me feel bad....

There was more with my cousin in it, but I don't remmeber it.

Two nights of things

Two nights ago I dreamed about walking through a sand dune desert. Ronal McDonald was walking with me too, at a distance. There were sparce short banana trees and bunches of banans sitting by themselves in the sand.

Lastnight I dreamed of getting a peticure and the place was flooded so you could always have your feet in water while you were there. Then I dreamed that someone at Joe's work set a connon off right next to him, so he got mad and went around kicking theings. Then it turned into a war and WE were fighting peopel in the middle eastern wilderness and we came upon a mountain side where there looked to be a state map of the USA built on it. It turned out a tribe (or possible a millitary cell) lived in that rock map. So all the poeple I was fighting with thought they were awesome and friendly because they built a replica of the USA.... But I knew it was a trap.

Cold sweat

The last two nights I have woken up from scary drams literally in a cold sweat. That hasn't happened since I was very little. I literally shook (very uncontrollably) two days ago when I woke up. I don't remember either of the dreams except that last night I had a ninja star thrown at me and there was a dead guy in a creepy cellar basement and Michelle and I had to walk home (to Garden) from Grandma's house in Denver.

They weren't terrifying...well...I guess two nights ago when I woke up I thought, "I haven't had that scary of dream in a long time" so it must have been....but anyway, they both affected my day. Dreams do that to me weather I remember them all the way or not.

Interestingly I usually only have bad dreams when I am happy.