Saturday, August 8, 2009

dream, baby, dream

A couple of nights ago I had a bit of a restless night quiet time...from 2am until after 4am. I was actually kind of happy when Bug cried around 4:20. I grabbed my pillow and blanket and quietly told Donnie, "I'll just sleep in Bug's room." I found out that Bug is quite a chatterbox--full of compliments (Mommy, I like your hair, I like your eyes, I like your shirt, I like your ears...) and gas (phew!) in the wee morning hours.

During the two hours on my own, my mind wandered and I thought about Mama-Face's post on Blog-Ignoramus about dreams. I, for the most part, love my dreams. I usually feel a bit disappointed if I don't remember something from a dream when I wake up.

I had an interesting dream the other night. Here's a bit of background:

Real life: Donnie and I are thinking of leaving the city and moving to a smaller town. There's just something appealing about a smaller area for us. The town is about 65 miles from the city. We've been visiting Small Town for about 18 months looking at houses and just checking out the town. We just found a house that makes us drool (it's an older house and just has a nice feel--not too big but comfortable). ST is appealing for a variety of reasons: direct train route to the city for Donnie, good schools, it has a university in town, I would see about working from home but that probably won't fly so I will most likely quit my job and be with Bug and there's a terrific bakery. It's possible that Donnie can have a slightly varied schedule so that's appealing too. The commute is the big issue so we'll test that out in the coming weeks. We intended to try the commute a few months ago but Bug got sick and since then it just hasn't worked out. Now that we like a house it's a bit higher on our list.

Dream: Donnie and I were renewing our vows at a diner in ST. Our realtor was going to officiate the ceremony. It was very low key with just a few guests. I thought I booked the town hall but for some reason I was told the day of our ceremony that the hall wasn't available. I asked if we could have the reception in the diner so it all worked out.

So does our wedding ceremony represent that I'm ready for a commitment/new beginning in ST? The realtor/officiant sealing the deal?

This morning Bug woke us up at 5:30 (his "I'm awake" time on vacation...yawn). Donnie told me to stay in bed and he would hang out with Bug downstairs (i.e., watching DVDs as quietly as possible). During that time I had a dream that I met up with some of the people whose blogs I follow. Mama-Face, MiMi, Funnyrunner and others got together at the Dairy Queen. Dwayne Johnson (the Rock) was behind us in line and I grabbed his arm and asked him to stick around because I wasn't sure we had enough money on us to pay for our treats. Tough girl, aren't I?


  1. I love my dreams usually too! Sometimes I wake up and think...what the heck was that all about?? Any dream with The Rock in it...cant be too darn bad...add in ice cream and its dang near perfection.

  2. Ha interesting!

    Thanks for stopping by my blog. :)

  3. Welcome to SITS! It's great to have you in the SITStahood!

  4. LOL! I love the dream about the Rock! When I was pregnant I had the BEST dreams that I've ever had. Mostly just crazy stuff but a few sex type dreams... I looked forward to dropping off to sleep to catch the next installment!

  5. funny dream. Good luck on your move. We live in a "college town" too and enjoy it. Always something going on.

    Stopping by from SITS to say "welcome." I know that you will enjoy being a part of this vibrant community of bloggers!
    carma :-)

  6. I usually do not remember my dreams and when I do I wish I hadn't!

    Good luck with your to move or not to move decision and don't forget to finish the SWAP steps, I'm looking forward to it!

  7. Ha ha ha!!! I would SO meet up with you at the DQ, you know that right??
    How funny, I had a dream about Housewife Savant last night and I can't remember it now. I just know I was thinking, "Whoa, I just dreamt about a blogger buddy, weird!"

  8. Dreams are weird things, no?

    Stopped by to welcome you to SITS.