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POOR THINGS

 

Dreams 8/13

 

 8/13

  Dan and I were in the souvenir shop at the inn looking at a DOLLS magazine. A Schoenhut boy that I had seen at the Nazareth auction, refinished with a new wool wig and blue sailor suit, was on the cover. I told him that I knew the doll. 

  The following dream took place at a really posh hotel with many storeys, twists, and turns. Mummy and Carl were there from the start. I checked into my room on the Trafalgar floor, or at least, I think, that’s what it was called. Mummy and Carl were on the same floor. There were old-fashioned, long, mahogany painted lockers outside my room, and I put all of my money in a small white envelope inside. I chatted with Mummy before meeting my neighbor, Mike’s girlfriend, and two daughters. The woman was tall and big, and they all had long blonde hair and blue eyes as big as saucers. We were walking along, chit chatting, and stepped out onto a breezeway. A fat greasy white man with messy brown hair and rimmed glasses stopped the blonde and gave her a squeeze; she seemed distressed. At this point Carl caught up with me, and we reentered the grand hotel with gleaming carved dark wood bannisters and colorful art deco style. I realized that I hadn’t locked my locker, so we attempted to rush back to our floor only to realize that we were incredibly lost and had no idea where we were or how to get back. We entered a golden lit room with a mound of souvenirs tagged for sale, stacked like a layer cake. There were old-fashioned dolls dressed in gingham, cotton and felt worked quilted squares with doll faces, plush stuffed JAWS ghost sharks, enormous Raggedy Ann puzzles, and lots more. The vintage valentine with a little blonde girl dressed in a white snowsuit and riding a red rocket reminded me that I had forgotten that it was Valentine’s Day, and I wondered about it. Carl asked what my favorite thing in the pile was, and I told him that I liked the quilted doll squares, and he agreed. Two little girls, maybe three, but very small for their age, whizzed past us. I stopped the brunette and asked her if she knew how to get back to the Trafalgar floor, and she told us that she did. However, she chased the other up a dark wood spiral staircase like a couple of rabbits and left us scrambling behind trying to keep up. 

Dana's Dreams

Dana's Dreams Two

Dolls & Dreams 8/11

 

8/11

  My first dream took place in a big old school where I was working. There was a craft fair, and a woman had a table of crafts and a round basket on the floor overflowing with stuffed primitives. I had a gray rabbit in my hand and sorted through the basket finding more rabbits. An older woman behind me took three rabbits. I found another, black rabbit, with very long arms and short legs. There was a bee who had a $62 price tag on his head. There was a furry gingerbread man with a pattern stuck on his tacky backside. Removing the pattern that featured a small girl on the cover, the ginger man’s backside was covered with gingerbread scratch and sniff stickers. He was $20, and I held on to him. I found a large Holly Hobbie type of doll with a blue and red gingham gown and bonnet. Her face was soft sculpted sort of like a Cabbage Patch Kid only linen, not stockinette. Her eyes were halfway closed. She was $64. I took them both to the vendor who was busy with another customer. I waited, then put them back. I was walking down the hall where a little boy with brown hair was turning somersaults. His dad, a colleague of mine, grabbed him up, calling him sweetheart. 

  The second dream seemed like an extension of the first. Ron and I drove out to a doll show on a snowy night. The show also took place in an old school. At first, we thought that it had been cancelled, because it was dark, and there weren’t many people around. Ron was straggling, and I left him behind. I came across a family. Their boy, a preteen, said that he had gone down the hall looking for his old room, but it was vacant. The floor was dirt. I did see a big cardboard box of old dolls but didn’t want any of them.

Dana's Dreams

Dana's Dreams Two

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