Okay... Now, I know I'm not the only one to have crazy dreams when I'm makin' people. And when I say crazy, I mean Hubbs backs away while I'm narrating, kind of crazy. I thought ya'll might enjoy....
Dream one: (These both happened in the same night. Maybe I need to lay off the chili beans.)
I was a student at a British Boarding school and I had been chosen to captain a rocket on a mission to outer space. I was thrilled until I saw my motley crew comprised of the most delinquent of the school's student body. I began to protest mightily claiming they would kill us all.... no dice. We ended up getting through the blast off but the crew began to fight and wouldn't listen to me. It all went downhill from there....
Story of my life, right? Captaining a ship full of little thugs.... yeah, that's about right.
Dream two:
Hubbs and I were driving down the interstate on one sunny, spring afternoon (sans kids) and were shocked to find a group of viking/mongol hunters dismounting from their hairy little horses. I say viking/mongol because they were very tall, light haired but wearing furs and had almond shaped eyes. My dream was very detailed on this. As we kept driving we began to see more and more nomads who had stopped to rest in the grass covered median and cars were beginning to stop and watch. Why were they resting, you ask? Because they had been hunting moose and their leader had just felled his prize! He was busy field dressing it in the traditional fashion while his men prepared the bonfire to roast his kill. Makes perfect sense, of course. Hubbs and I ended up stopping and ingratiated ourselves with the chieftain by admiring his noble, furry little steed. He offered us a leg up but I had to decline, being pregnant and all.... Hubbs would have been furious if I taken him up on it. ;)
Scared yet? And Game of Thrones hasn't even started yet.... Things will get really good, then. :)
Winter is Coming.... and so are my effed up dreams......
Just wait until I get to the Vole-Duck... I miss him so....
I never had crazy dreams when I was pregnant! But I was a total beeyatch, so I made up for it. I was angry that I couldn't have as much full-strength coffee as I wanted or any beer. I know people say you can have a sip or two, but I was a teetotaler during pregnancy. And my husband was scared--but that was mostly from the lack of strong coffee, not beer. Haha
ReplyDeleteThat is a good reason to be scared... ;)
DeleteThese are some pretty weird dreams, I gotta say...I always had horrible nightmares when I was pregnant. Glad those days are over for me!!
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry! As intense as pregnancy dreams are, those must have been nightmares on steroids!
DeleteI don't think you need to be pregnant to have messed up dreams.. Married is enough! I have them where my wife is being a right cow and when I wake up I totally can't forgive her. Arguments based on what someone did to you in your dream are what makes married life special!!
ReplyDeleteGlad I'm not the only one! You know you love them when they can still piss you off in your subconscious!
DeleteThese sound a lot like my husband's Chantix dreams. Can't wait to hear more!
ReplyDeleteNew follower here from the TGIF blog hop! This is hysterical! I wouldn't have minded having dreams about vikings while I was prego ;P Instead I had dreams that my son was born with a mouth full of sharp yellow teeth and he would bite me while I was trying to breastfeed him....can you say "scared" much? LOL Would love it if you stopped by and follwed me too! Can't wait to read more!
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