The Curly-haired baby, the RAV 4, and Roxy

aaaand I had a third dream which I could remember this morning. I was sitting somewhere with my husband. It was a livingroom and I remembered we were taking inventory and the baby I just won, perhaps that was my award from the last dream, was missing. I went to the RAV 4 which was my sisters truck and got in as did my husband, to go back to the last place we were, shopping I think, and retrieve our baby. I saw my sisters dog Roxy, a cocker spaniel, get into the back seat. We suddenly were at the place we were before and there was a baby seat with a blonde curly-haired baby in it. It was a cute little girl with a golden glow and rosy cheeks. She was energenic, and for a little girl who sat there alone it was surprising she was not crying so I surmised that she was also good-natured. I picked her up and off we went, home with our new baby!

The Award

Another dream I had last night was a workplace dream. I had won an award and was invited to take my hour lunch off campus so I could accept my award. I made the mistake of telling my boss. Word got back to his boss and it got back to me that I could not leave for lunch to go get my award. I went into my bosses boss's office crying. She was packing and unpacking. I was confused because I knew she was moving in real life but it seemed there were work people there and it was an office and were they packing or unpacking. My bosses boss had a knit winter cap on, it must have been cold out. I told her I could take my lunch wherever I wished and she finally agreed.
When I went to work we had a meeting in the morning where she mentioned many would be moving from one office to another. That explains the workplace moving and the packing and unpacking.
I still do not know what the award was for.

My husbands dream

The other day, in real life, I went to the tire store at the bottom of my hill. I dropped off my car after I ordered new tires and walked home. While I was ordering my tires I thought I recognized a man at the register. He may have been the manager but either way I thought it was my ex brother in laws old business partner Jay Dolan. So I was giving him a bit more of a glimpse when suddenly he looked back at me. I didn't want to turn away abruptly and at the same time I was still trying to figure out if it was Jay Dolan, whose name, btw, I could not recall at that time. Actually I just remembered it yesterday when I saw the name Dolan on my database at work. So anyway, we ended up in a bit of a staring match and I was completely caught off guard. I am afraid to say I think he may have thought I was checking him out. I was in fact examining his face but I wasn't checking him out. Our eyes were locked and I finally broke the connection. I cracked a joke and he responded and that was that. We went back to business and I walked home. Then I felt guilty for looking at another man so long and tried to converse with my husband about it. I asked him if he ever found himself looking at a woman eye to eye and he said no. Then he was slightly suspicious as to why I asked but he's not the jealous type. He is not one to make up a scenario needlessly.
So the following Monday at dinnertime my husband was home from work and the house phone rang. It was a blocked call. He answered it and they asked for me. He said I wasn't home yet and asked them who it was that was calling--and they hung up! He called me immediately and I told him I had given my phone number out to many people this week, for window replacements to a request for price quote for my new brakes and tires too! So that was that, until they called again and hung up on him.
The next evening the phone rang and the same scenario came about. I was home this time and told my husband it was probably spam and I don't answer calls that are blocked or spam. And that was that.
So this morning, now remember my husband doesn't know what happened in the tire store; he woke up and said "I dreamed you were flirting with a man right in front of me!" Then he said he told the man "my wife is beautiful isn't she?" But then he expressed he was a little upset that even after that I kept flirting with the man.
I asked him how exactly was I flirting. He told me that I was flirting with him with my eyes. I almost told him the story but I thought it would be needless. I don't want him to worry for my little encounter. Maybe I will tell him tonight. More than likely I will.

Jack and Jim

My old landlords, and friends, appeared in my early morning dream. I owned a house and it was yellow, the siding all one long streamlined piece of painted cedar shingle mounted over the next. It was perfect. Jack and Jimmy were going to make a new entrance into the house and had to poke around in the wall to find a place to make the entrance where there wouldn't be support beams. Turns out when they finished it the shingles were patched back onto the house but you could clearly see where they made the cuts.
And that was all.

My husband dreamed he was a little boy asking for a raspberry soda at the ice cream counter. Then someone told him the train was leaving and he better get on it. I don't think he ever did.

Zombies from Outer Space--A clique story

I was standing in the dusk which was just turning into dark in what seemed to be old abandoned parking lot with 2 dim old lights barely illuminating the back side of the lot where I was standing with an old man, when suddenly I heard a thunderous hellish noise in the distance. It was the sound of what could be described as spaceships hovering close to the ground and I was happy it was in the distance but it wasn't a happy sound but suddenly it was closeby. As the noise became deadening loud, I saw a plume of smoke appear on the ground across the park and as it settled I saw whatever that noise brought upon us wasn't spaceships. They were cars with the sound of industrial ships. Just as suddenly they appeared I became alarmed and as I went to turn and run, men simultaneously came out of these old cars and as creepy as creepy could be they were suddenlystanding there and I knew they wanted something. I didn't realize anyone else was with me except the old man until someone behind me yelled out "ZOMBIES!!!!" They all started running and I wasn't sure if I was going to be left behind.
I turned behind me to run and saw the people had already run climbed under a chain link fence. Near the gate part there was a small area of dirt dug out underneath and I wondered if I'd fit through it or perhaps I'd get caught in the chain links and I only had seconds, but I made it through and ran through the village looking for a place to hide. The Zombies were filtrated everywhere so I just kept running and running and running. Then I woke up! I was in pain and very cold and uncomfortable and most definitely disturbed so I got out of bed. I went down the hall to the bathroom and then walked through the house to get a grip and snap out of it. I went back to bed, laid down next to my husband and I wanted to curl up with him so badly but at the same time I didn't want disturb him. He doesn't sleep well either. He wakes up in pain and has to adjust his position like I do in order to go back to sleep. I fixed the blankets and bundled myself up and I don't know how but I somehow eventually managed to get back to sleep.
I ended up back in the same dream, this time in the safety of a motor home.
I do not know exactly who was with me but it was a man, and a child. Perhaps it was my husband and my youngest son who live with me now? I just knew they were there. At some point we ended up getting out of the motor home and into a abandoned house. Perhaps it was a store, it seemed to be on Main Street. I felt we were safe for a while. Then a knock at the door. I watched as my son opened it, it was young man who seemed his age, then suddenly I realized he didn't know this person. I tried to stop him but it was too late, it was a zombie attack and it destroyed my son. I returned to the motor home in safety and travelled to another village where people had gathered. It was a place of protection from the Zombies.
I hate to tell you this but I forget the rest. If you've watched any clique TV show about the invaders you could say it turns out we 'thought' we beat them after a war, but some will survive. I just hope there is not a part II because this dream seemed real and I don't like running all night.

Demons Throwing

Last week I dreamed I was sitting on the floor, the kitchen floor. The cabinet door was open and I found myself looking at the bottom part of the sink, you know the basin. It had a huge hole in it, with the innards exposed and the innards were light green mesh. Suddenly with my knees bent and my ass on the floor and my top half sitting in an upright position I was flung back into the room and up against the kitchen wall. Food for thought? Perhaps. I sensed it was the devil, as if I was being flung about like Linda Blair in the Exorcist. Before I knew it I was being pushed across the floor into the next room. As I was being forcefully pushed by an invisible but apparent demon I got a view of my husband, who was sitting at a desk, with his reading glasses on and his bankers light, reading intensely, perhaps the Bible? He seemed untouched. I tried to scream and I was shoved violently from wall to wall in front of him, nothing came out. I tried and tried, still nothing. Suddenly I awoke in time to let out a little 'ah' with the force of a peep. It would have sounded louded if it came out the way I wanted it to. So the real world meets the dream world. If only the devil would stay out of it I'd be fine.

Steven Tyler

I was in a cable car, my husband was in the one ahead of me. I was sitting next to Steven Tyler with my head propped up on his chest. We talked for a while and when I asked him where he was born he said 'Abe-ington.' He was trying to say Abbington but he said "Abe-ington". That was at the end of the dream. Then I looked out the front window and noticed my husbands cable car had unattached itself from ours. I was hoping wherever I was ending up that my husband would have already arrived there and would be waiting for me.