Walking Through My Old Neighborhood

Last night's dream was set back in San Jose, California, where I lived for a large chunk of my life.

In the dream, Robert and I were trying to walk home (to my old home), and we had all four of our youngest children with us (Gabriella, Isabella, Connor and Cameron). Cameron was in a stroller. We were many miles away from the home we were trying to get to. Normally on walks, Robert would lead the way, but because I was the only one of us familiar with where we were, I was leading us.

Some of the roads were new, and it seemed to take us a lot longer to get anywhere than it should have. At one point, just before we turned the wrong way, I realized that I had been steering us toward the wrong former residence of mine and needed to correct our direction for the more recently lived in one.

The kids were tired but mostly well behaved. It was hot and sunny out. When we were getting close to our destination, we had to cut through a factory. In the factory, the children all found cushions and started playing with them by hitting each other with them and having a pillow fight. The factory workers thought it was cute and told the kids that they could each keep one cushion of their choice to take with them. All of them chose character cushions that featured their favorite Disney characters.

As we left the factory, we were finally on the road that would lead straight to the house we were wanting to get to. That's when I woke up.

Celebrities and Complaining Teenagers

After quite abit of time passing, I actually have been able to remember a dream again.

Last night, I had another strange dream. I dreamed that I was at church. There weren't very many people there. My teenage daughter Kayla stood up in front of the congregation and complained about my husband's and my parenting. She said she didn't feel supported by us and that she was telling us in front of the church congregation so that she felt she had backup.

I was mortified and angry with her. I almost got up and walked out. Instead I waited until she sat down and explained to her why saying that in front of the church congregation had been a poor move on her part.

Then my husband and I were offered a ride home in a limousine. The person offering was Madonna! We accepted and got in. (My younger children weren't in this dream for some reason.) There was a second celebrity in the car, Amy Yasbeck (actress in "Robinhood: Men In Tights"). Robert started chatting with her as she sat on the other side of him. Madonna was sitting across from me, facing me. I rolled my eyes and whispered to her, "Do you notice how he is actually leaning away from me and towards her?" I laughed. It surprised me a little that his body language was so into her, but it didn't really bother me because I knew he loved me and would never even consider an affair with anyone else.

Madonna and I chatted for a bit about nothing in particular, and then I asked if she would mind if we went back and picked up my teenage daughters Angelica and Kayla. I apologized ahead of time because I knew they would be awed by meeting her and I thought they might act silly and overexcited about it.

The limousine turned around and we picked up Kayla and Angelica. I invited the two celebrities over for a meal, and they accpeted readily. Then I woke up.

The Problem-Fixer

I should have written what I remembered of last night's dream earlier in the day because I remembered more of it this morning than I do now.

In the dream, I was a teenager again and away at a camp for girls. I remember that there was some sort of problem and everyone was relying on me to fix it. But that's all I can remember now.