A Camp or Conference Like No Other

I dreamed I was at some sort of camp at the church. I think it had to do with the diocese. Alex went with me and made friends with the youth group, and had a great time. I didn’t really see him but I knew he was there. When I arrived I needed to find someplace to sleep. I was sitting on a bed (it looked like a hospital bed on wheels.)  It was in the main room and there was a bathroom down the hall we would all share.  I had a 12 pack of diet coke, but then I looked down and realized it was Diet Dr. Thunder (that my mom drinks.) I started bargaining with people to trade some for diet cokes in the morning. I was also trying to do some emails on my laptop.

Then a group of disabled people came in, and we realized these hospital beds were meant for them. So they took those beds and wheeled away. I asked someone what we should do, and they said that we could transfer to another part of the hotel. I didn’t want to spend the extra money, so I walked around checking in other rooms, but they were all full.  When I came back, more beds had been added but they had all been taken too. (And some were golden bunk beds that were extremely wobbly.)  So, I decided to go to the other part of the hotel.  I walked down the hall, and there was a ride you could get on.  It was a combination water ride/roller coaster (a lot like fire in the hole.) At the end you arrived at a different part of the park. I got off (and was with a female friend of mine.) We walked into the hotel part, and sure enough, they gave us a room there.  It was a shared suite with a guy we knew (short with glasses – reminded me of my old friend Doug.) There were two huge bedrooms and a huge bathroom with several dressing areas plus shower, toilet, etc. It was extremely luxurious and huge. We were thrilled and it was so much nicer than all the places people were staying over on the other side. We went to bed, and when we woke up, we realized we had overslept and missed the morning session. We got dressed, and I was wearing a short skirt with pink, sparkly tights and a renaissance-style coat with a hood. It was very cute, but very unusual for me. As we were walking over to the sessions, we passed through a mall-like area.  There was the chance for groups to take pictures of themselves, so we did. I remember thinking they were very cute, and I wanted to buy copies.  There were lots of places that would put those pictures on t-shirts, but I just wanted prints. The technology was pretty neat though because as you would walk by the booths it would recognize you and show you your pictures.

I decided to stop in a store that was dark with black-lit aquariums. All of the fish were sparkly and glowing and beautiful, and everyone was wearing costumes similar to my own outfit. There were surreal looking trees in some of the aquariums and also some had an octopus in them. It was all beautiful and magical and surreal.

I was wearing skates of some sort, as were the people who worked there. I just wanted to wheel around and look at everything it was so beautiful. I stopped at one point for a romantic encounter with two people I used to work with. One was extremely shy (to the point she would falter and stutter in meetings) yet she held a position of authority. The man was the complete opposite, very outspoken and aggressive about everything. She was trying to satisfy me but I kept asking him to finish. She was disappointed and said that we would have one more meeting and he couldn’t participate but that she would make sure it was exceptional without him.

I continued toward the back of the store, but they had to turn on the lights because of some sort of a safety issue or accident. I was very disappointed because it took away the magical elements and made it look like a normal store. I tried to move forward to the front of the store where it was still dark and sparkly, and there was an octopus that was loose. The employee was trying to catch it, and it almost hit me.  I jumped to avoid it, and that action caused me to wake up.

A Rowdy Reunion

We lived in a big house but one that needed many repairs. In our master bathroom, we had an area of tile, and the tile was starting to come up. Suddenly, I was told that a lot of family was coming to stay with us. These were all people we had met at least once but I didn’t know any of them. Right as they began to arrive, I went to take a shower and get dressed, and I hoped Michael would get them all settled. I called Kathy and she was talking about how she should have joined those companies that give out free samples. I told her “why? You’ll end up with a or of stuff you don’t use.” I opened my bathroom cabinet and gave her examples. I found some hand sanitizer I set out in my sink to use.

Then I went back out and there were at least 20 people roaming around. I was worried about who would sleep where. There was a brown dog that started to chase Buster. The owner grabbed him but he was growling at Buster. Buster started running wildly around through the crowds of people like he lost his mind. Then he found a baby deer, and chased it into the yard next door. There were other dogs and people and Buster just didn’t care. He wouldn’t come when I called. I tried to tell Michael about the floor but someone had fixed it. But if you walked through the center it was still likely to fall through. We all left to go on a boat tour. It was supposed to be for an Asian group and I was one of the leaders. I hoped they spoke English. As we pulled up, we realized that it would be less expensive than planned so we would make more money on the tour. We decided not to charge for individual tickets. We went into a large restaurant to eat and were with the family again. Everyone was ordering drinks and I said I couldn’t because I had to be sober to finish the tour.

This One Time at Band Camp

I was attending some sort of band camp, as a chaperone I think. I was trying to set up two campsites that were accessible to one another: one for me and one for a friend of mine in a wheelchair. I had to ensure that the sites were handicap accessible which meant they had to be configured a certain way with the gravel and the sidewalks where he could get to them. I was trying to plan on my phone, and I was making power points with pictures configured a certain way. I was also trying to make a point about not being alone in your camp with others of the opposite sex, so the pictures were fairly suggestive.  I needed to edit them and someone showed me how to use my finger and make an “x” over the people I wanted to edit out. It was so easy! Once I got everything planned, I tried to contact my friend using a button (that looked like an Amazon Dash button) and a small mirror. Then I was going to go have dinner with mam-ma and Sandy. I was trying to shower and I joked to someone that I should take Mr. Baker to dinner with them. We laughed because he likely wouldn’t enjoy it much. 

Search and Run- another Travel Tale

Michael, Austin and I were supposed to be leaving at 4pm for a 3 day trip to Mexico. We were running late anyway, but we still had a few hours so I stopped to geocache. There was a warehouse building but when I went inside it was a restaurant. Brent (?) met me there. We were looking for it and there were two others there as well – one who was represented by a cat emoji in the app and one who came up and touched my shoulders. We never found it- I thought it was under a canopy where there was a fountain with unicorns on the edges. When you touched the edge the unicorns began moving.  But we never found it.

When we left, I had to ride a bike to get somewhere. It had no handle bars and was dark. Then I was with Austin and he wanted to stop for food so we went back to the geocaching place. He ate dinner and then ordered an ice cream sunday. Someone pointed at the clock and it was 4:20. I started freaking out and the lady in the restaurant said she was on the same flight and it didn’t leave until 4 am. I didn’t think that was right so I called Michael and he said no, that he and mom and dad were on the plane waiting for us. I started screaming at Austin to hurry. We got in my car and he wanted to drive, but then he started driving crazy and going down the wrong side of the interstate. He was hitting things and I dreamed at him to stop the f*ing car. I was so mad I was crying. When he stopped so I could drive I saw the back end was all bent up again and wouldn’t close properly. Then he told me it was a prank and. This wasn’t even my car, so I was fine.

We went rushing to the airport and  when we got there we were 30 or 40 minutes late . I told Austin to run through the airport and we were trying to find the gate on our boarding passes. We didn’t have to clear security- somehow we came in through a back entrance to the airport. When we got to the gate, no one was there so I ran onto the jet bridge and begged to be let on. She let us on with no issue. As we walked in, there was a big shelf on the wall that had presents and wrapping paper that you could take. I saw stuffed animals and beach towels. At the end of the jet bridge there were showers and restrooms. There were 4 entrances to choose from to get into the aircraft. As we went on (I think we chose the second one) I heard the flight attendant accusing someone in the restroom of trying to sneak on. She told them that she just let the Barkers on, but that we had family already on the plane waiting for us.

A convention of Sorts

I had gone to some sort of conference and was staying in a hotel with Michael. It had a really large bathroom so he could  take a bath and I could take a shower and we wouldn’t see each other. We had been at a parade just before going back to the hotel. It might have been a gay pride parade, the only thing I remember was there were individuals riding in cups of dippin dots, and I realized that you could rent them and be in the parade. As it was getting over, a man on a horse came over and I tried to pet the horse. A man came back to the hotel with us and offered to do a dream Interptetaion reading for me, so I tried writing my number On a business card but the marker smeared. Instead I wrote my number on a piece of paper and kept his business card.

I was having some sort of indigestion or heart burn and dad had told me to go to a doctor.  I went- it was in the hotel- and I filled out the paperwork. But then I had to wait because either Alex or Dylan was filling out a job application. They were asking the interviewer questions about being on Canada and writing down her answers. It seemed like they were filling it out wrong but I couldn’t interrupt them. By the time they were done, I had decided to wait and go to Dr. Chen. Then I went to meet Austin to buy tickets to an event, but we were having trouble getting them. I went up to the room and he was supposed to be right behind me. When I got there, he wasn’t there yet but Heather was. She had a thick dark mustache and beard- it was strange. She was really upset and I was trying to calm her down. She was looking for a job where she could take her four kids to work with her. I suggested a daycare. Once she left I went to find Austin. I got on the elevator and rode to the 5th floor and there was a big party with food and drinks. I got back on the elevator and Austin was slumped on the floor drunk. I got him back to the room and he kept trying to leave because there was a lady taking over his Twitter and he was upset.

Somewhere in the dream, Alex was in the woods turkey hunting .

Travel Trailer Life

There were two distinct parts to this dream and I woke up in the middle.  First, I was with people and we had gone to look at travel trailers to live in. We pulled into a very run down area- the “trailers” looked like rusted out railroad cars. I had a dog and was afraid to even let the dog out. Someone told us that the insides were extremely nice and that the outsides were left looking like this to prevent crime- people though there was nothing of value there. Our friend Shirley lives there and her mother and sister did as well. My mom and dad were there and started saying that people didn’t like Shirley and so we quickly introduced them but they just laughed. We then went inside somewhere to a wedding. I had a crush on a young man, and I was asked to be in a wedding as the maid of honor. I said yes but then started panicking because I didn’t realize there were so many responsibilities. It was time for the first dance and I was wearing high heels. I had to dance with him and it was really uncomfortable. I was much taller than him and it was not romantic at all. I was really disappointed. Then as we were dancing, his hand came off and I realized it was a fake hand and it really wasn’t the person I thought- it was his father in disguise. People started chasing him, and then I woke up.

When I went back to sleep, I was living in a travel trailer, but it was not luxurious. I was in one tiny little room and then there was someone else in the other (larger) section. I feel like it was someone abusive to me. I decided enough was enough and so I went in to clean up. There was blood in the shower along with mold so I just started cleaning everything with a hose from top to bottom, and that’s when I woke up for good.

The Life of the Party

I was throwing a birthday party in a hotel (maybe a Hyatt?).  This was the second time that we’d done a party here, and so it was very easy.  They had the room already configured right, and there was a wheel of some sort at the front of the room (maybe for some sort of game?)  We were staying in a hotel room – it was the first one as you walked into the hallway, and it was close to the party venue.  There were a few different areas, and when we got there, Alex and a group of boys went up to one room to play Xbox, and one of the dads went with them to supervise.  Dylan and the girls went into a downstairs room.

I was trying to find time to take a shower, but I ran out of time.  One of Dylan’s friend’s mom came, and we didn’t like her.  Michael told her, “Don’t start anything” but I was trying to be nice and so I said, “Thank you for coming.”  She said that her son (Dylan’s friend’s little brother) was there.  He was having fun, and was being good, but she started beating him saying that he was around teenagers, and needed to act differently.

The hotel was connected to a mall, and Mary Parker was there and went into a weird drug store.  She said, “This is my favorite record store!”  (I didn’t see any records, so this was odd.)  There was an older woman in a kiosk selling stuff.  There was a stuffed animal in the shape of dice.  It had a face and was animated, so it would roll on the floor toward you.