School’s Out for the Summer (part 1)

It was the last day of school, and no one wanted to work.  The teacher (?) or maybe principal (?) asked me if I had any face powder or lip gloss she could use.  I said I wasn’t sure if I had any that was unopened, but I went to my car, and I did.  The lipgloss was weird – it had a feather or fuzzy thing as an applicator, and that’s why I had never used it.  In the hallway, there was a group of girls sitting at a big round table.  They stopped me and asked, “Do you think ______(some boy) likes it when we sit here?”  I said that I didn’t know, but to myself I was pretty sure he hadn’t even noticed.  I went into the classroom with my backpack, and everyone was just milling around.  Outside, there were planes being flown by students – taking off and landing.  One was an old one, and one was very modern.  Ms. Taylor was there and said “I remember when both of those came out.”  (In real life, she’s not old enough to remember the old one!)  IN had brought a recipe for bacon cheeseburger hamburger steak, and we were in a classroom with a kitchen (like a home ec room) so some people made it, but I didn’t eat it because I said I didn’t like hamburger steak.  I was looking for some veggies and hoping there were brussel sprouts.  Someone said they only used a handful of beef to make the hamburger steak, and I wondered what else was in them!

School Cruisin’

I was about to go on a cruise with a girlfriend (Rachel?  Corrina?)  We were in an elementary school looking for a classroom.  It was a school I’d been in before (in my dream.)  “My” elementary but it wasn’t Halfway.  But the building was configured similarly – like a “T” but car riders were picked up outside either end.

We found the right classroom but her brother was supposed to pick us up, but he didn’t.  So we went back inside.  Several teachers were dancing around – we knew they were going on the cruise too.  I had to go to the bathroom (#2) and so went.  My friend followed me.  The door wouldn’t close so she manhandled it closed.  Then she was staring over the top.  I asked her to leave.  The seat was wet and I had to dry it.  When we went back out there was a call, and she said her sister in law was in a wreck – her name was Mary Lea.  I thought it was Mary Lea M. from church.  I was trying to send her either $250 for perfume or a bottle. It got really confusing there.  Then I realized I didn’t have enough money and she wasn’t the one in the wreck.  Michael and I went to her house and she was trying to give me $200 in $100 bills to pay for it.  I was so confused because it didn’t cost that much, and Michael was trying to hurry me.  At one point, he started driving, and the $100 bills that were in the backseat flew everywhere!