waking up was confusing

Yesterday i blasted lady gaga to bug chad while we were driving. I can't remember why, but i'm sure it was a very good reason.
Anyway, it backfired on me--i dreamed about lady gaga all night last night. My brain even made up new lady gaga songs. One of them was about grocery shopping.
Very, very, epic grocery shopping.

And i was wearing a Patrick Stewart mask.

Little Ian had surgery again this week...and now he (and Henry, too) has a cold :( pray for his little body to stay strong and fight off sickness and infection!

I tried to run a couple of days ago. Seriously, it was mostly walking, with little spurts of light jogging...and i still had horrible pain in my knee by only a mile & a half. Ended the day with frozen peas strapped to my leg and almost unable to walk. So bummed. I miss running so much.

Last night i dreamed that Chad and my sister were both killed in a horrible accident. I can think of a number of things in the past few days that could have triggered this...but i haven't had a dream quite that devastating in a long time. I remember crying til my eyes and throat were dry...despairing...praying, begging God to let me wake up from it all and find it was a horrible dream. But it went on so long, and it was so real, and my heart was so broken.
Chad called me to wake me up this morning. The relief that swept over me as i heard his voice and reality hit was like a wave of water. Kind of like a few days ago...but naturally, even greater and sweeter. And i was exhausted.

sheesh, brain...stressed out, much??

command z

Night before last i had one of those dreams that gives one the rare opportunity of being REALLY happy when you're rudely awakened by your alarm in the morning...
In my dream i decided to buy a new car--I have a job now, so i can totally afford it!--i thought to myself ( conveniently forgetting that it's only 4 months long). I mean, my current car totally has 2 dents in it...i can't possibly drive that around anymore.
So i bought a super cute awesome red Subaru...and in my dream it was pretty much exactly this model. And i loved it.

i had a dream about taking care of my grandpa last night...it was exhausting. 

awake

sometimes, i think, God allows you to have certain dreams at night so that no matter how stressful or trying your life seems, you wake up in the morning not only relieved and happy, but even content with your lot...in comparison to what "could have been"...

californiaaaaaaaa

laura and i have been watching the oc in the evenings.

last night she had a dream that she, pip and i went to see a band...which was made up entirely of clones of luke...and began their set with the nazi heil hitler salute before plunging into a haze of death metal. apparently i really liked the music, so i stayed behind while laura went after pip, who realized he needed a desk chair and ran off to find it. wondering what on earth i could possibly like about the band, she searched for pip, at one point descending down some stairs and found herself in a labyrinth full of creepy jim henson-esque goblins...the end.

sufNOT

so, the show sold out in a half hour...even with getting up at 6:55 (7am being the equivalent to 10am EST, when they went on sale) and repeatedly refreshing the ticketmaster page, i didn't have a fighting chance. it's all the more disappointing because, right before my alarm went off to wake me up, i actually dreamed that i had laboriously, yet successfully bought the tickets online. "didn't i already do this??" i thought to myself as i sat up in bed.
oh well.

they are fighting!

sarah has always said i have "cliche" dreams (as in, i always dream about things that happen to me during the day, or a movie i see, etc.). this was once again confirmed to me the other night when, having fallen asleep after reading a book about people being chased through a dark, rainy forest by zombies (amaris loaned it to me), i of course dreamed that i was being chased through a dark, rainy forest by zombies. needless to say, i was real stressed out when i woke up.