The Clock Shop Incident

The setting was somewhere in Europe, probably Germany. We had just finished some sort of espionage assignment.  We were looking at a clock shop, where I said I had been before twice, but it was closed.  The proprietor was here now and Bob wanted to look for a clock.  I was hesitant, but thought oh, well if it means so much to Bob, then we can spring a few hundred dollars for a clock.  So, Bob leaves me to talk to the man about clocks. I was a little miffed that he didn’t want to include me on the discussions and decisions.  I was left to wander around.  They came out later and Bob showed me the one he was going to get.  It was a  clock about the size of a computer. It had drawers containing polished stone jewelry, lots of gold topaz and amber looking necklaces.  There were all different stones on the clock face, each stone representing the numbers. I am thinking, why spend $ on jewelry…I already have a lot of that. It is an interesting premise, having the stones represent the numbers. I see the price tag--$6,819.  I get upset that it is so much.  I am very agitated saying that it’s exorbitant for a stupid clock.  We could get an awesome horse for that price!!!  And I throw in, that it’s not even a cool Cuckoo clock!! Finally, he sees the “light” and chooses a much more modest clock at around $169, still not a cuckoo clock because he says he can't stand the noise.

 (October 10, 2010)

Staying in the Red Room and C’s Tumble

Series of events culminating in us staying at my grandmas house, but it wasn’t anything I recognized. It faced East and was quite spacious inside in spite of looking small outside. The floor plan was different then either of my grandmas in “real” life.  I ended up staying in the “red” room, next to the living area. 

 It was called the red room because it was decorated in a red handkerchief theme. The bedspread was done in handkerchief patchwork.  There were handkerchiefs for doilies and on the walls  and  a bushel basket lined with them with books in it.  There were throw rugs over the brown carpeting. I noticed it had been a long while since cleaning or vacuuming. 

I then realized that she had guests the week before (an entire houseful) and no cleaning had been done.  At one point I thought I had left my clothes somewhere else, so only had grubby clothes to wear and no dress up.  The next scene I remember was walking or hiking with C in front of me. The going became somewhat rocky, but the soil was mooshy.  On a slight steep decline, C tumbled head over heels like a  somersault.  As first I thought she had done it on purpose to negotiate the decline, (kind of like I did the roll over in Fiery Furnace)  but then she didn’t get up.  I asked if she were hurt; she replied “Of course I’m hurt, I can’t get up, I have multiple injuries, call 911” a myriad of different people then came to administer to her,  The feelings of the dream were unprepared and helpless.

(August 24, 2010)

Ranch visit and Dream within a Dream

 

Visiting somewhere else, some type of ranch.  Took Spirit with me, keeping her in a stable.  They also had a crazy stallion, large, looked like a mahogany colored Morgan/Friesian cross.  Spirit was already pregnant, so I wasn’t worried about her being caught by him. 

 We saddled up for a trail ride, but the next scene I remember is staying overnite in a camping area.  It rained heavily.  The horses were all tied out in the weather with their saddles left on all night.  I didn’t like that, but was told it was the only option.  I remember looking at poor Spirit, standing there all wet and soggy with my lovely saddle soaking wet. The next scene was back at the ranch home where I was in the “living room”.  I was lying on the floor by the fireplace, where I dozed off (in the dream), so I was dreaming that I was asleep and also dreaming.  In the dream within a dream, I dreamed of someone telling me about some important documents.  Then I awoke and saw the documents underneath the fireplace, where I retrieved them and told Ty and C about the dream and finding the documents.  What I didn’t realize, the dream was within an actual dream. The documents had significance, but don’t remember what they were about. Then we all had the discussion that I had “too much money”and needed to convert it into useful “things”.  We brainstormed to figure out the best things to buy.  About that time I actually awakened and realized the WHOLE thing was a dream.

(May 5, 2010 )

Mudslide Flood and Evacuation

 The setting was Morgan County.  We were in some version of the house in Enterprise.  Bob had gone to church in Peterson.  I was at home with two children, a baby of about 15 months and a toddler.  It wasn’t stormy, but spring run off began threatening to flood our home.  I went down the basement in the lower storage area.  It had south facing large windows.  One was open.  Water was dripping in through the foundation and windows.  I  tried to move boxes of papers and clothes to a higher area.  Most of the storage stuff was food in cans and bottles, so I thought it would be ok.  Then mud began engulfing the house and sliding toward the back yard.  Some dripped in the open window, but as it slid past, it closed the window.  I ran upstairs and looked out into the back yard.  The mud was quickly engulfing the entire yard and was approaching the horse pens, where Spirit and Shrek were being surrounded by mud.  I grabbed my two kids and a neighbor appeared, along with Teisha who got halters for the horses and we went out to rescue the horses.  Spirit had nearly fallen in the mud, but we pulled her out, somehow led the horses and kids to safety with a neighbor to higher ground.  I had dropped my cell phone in the water and was trying to get it to work to call Bob.  It kept falling apart in my hands and couldn’t get it to work.  I was SO frustrated at this.  Then, I realized I had Bob’s phone in my pocket.  HE HAD FORGOTTEN TO TAKE IT, SO I COULDN’T REACH HIM!  But, his phone didn’t work either.  I tried to look at the contact list, but the phone was so unfamiliar I couldn’t work it.  Never mind, we must evacuate.  The neighbor helped us get the horses moved and we somehow got them to a canyon area that wasn’t affected by the mud flood.  The neighbor said we had to get to safety. We left the horses in the care of a girl with a large mountainside pasture and paid her.  We ended up at some sort of library or school like a community center.  I was still asking for a phone, but no one had one that worked. Then I didn’t know who to call, so I tried to get Bob’s phone on so he could call me on it, since mine didn’t work. I was surrounded by strangers, but they all seemed to want to help.  We had nothing with us, I hadn’t even had time to grab a purse or a diaper bag.  We just had the clothes on our backs, nothing else.  Not even a diaper or water bottle.  Bob had the car, I knew…if he could just get to us, there would be some supplies in the car.  Whoops, I thought, I hadn’t packed those “72 hour” backpacks I had been intending to.  They were still unfinished at home, which by now had pretty much been mud engulfed, at least the bottom floors.  It all seemed so utterly real.  About this point, I woke up, realized I was in bed in my MR home and it had all been a dream.  What a relief!!!


(April 17, 2010)

Mallow the Dog and Tweedy the Kitten

I was living on the same or similar homesteads that my grandparents lived in on Green St.  All the action in the dream took place in the back yard.  Ty’s family and H ’s family were visiting.  I was very excited to show them my new animals—a dog and a kitten.  The dog was a type of Australian shepherd looking like a cross between Milo and Halo, so I called him Malo, (pronounced Mallow)  I was a little dismayed because he was growing SO large.  Ty, especially was SO surprised that I got a dog.The kitten was a very unusual color—mahogany-caramel mottled base coat with black and white trimmings.  I called it “Tweedy” because of a general tweed texture feeling.  There was a ‘road’,wagon wheel rutted in the yard that people needed to walk on to come in the yard.  I said to everyone—be careful of the dog poop, don’t walk in it. So, of course, they did.

(March 6, 2009)