Dreams 10/25

Two nightmares this morning that I'd tried to forget. In the first Ron and I were here, but the place was loaded with plants, more of the aquatic variety. I was sick and lying naked on the dining room table when a gang of Mexicans broke in, both male and female. Ron had gone upstairs, and I was in the dining room with a woman. It was embarrassing because I didn't have any clothes. I mostly did forget the second which involved some vicious young white boys. 
 

Dreams 9/22

 Very long intense dream so the beginning is a bit fuzzy. I think I was at a carnivale and picked up a cure that involved a pot from the gnomes and some dirt. I got home to my old room and read the instructions which were typed on a small piece of paper in the pot. I was supposed to plant whatever I pulled out of my head. So, I began pulling, pulling, pulling, a big green snake, six feet long, out of my hair. When it fell on the floor in front of my cupboard I thought it was dead, but was scared, so ran for my brother. Once he got there the snake was gone, so first, we pulled the covers from the bed, thinking it was hiding there. I had fuchsia, orange, yellow, and white sheets in a geometric pattern, and Glenn asked where I'd gotten them. I told him, Sears, and that he could have them. There was also a rather fat, stuffed George Harrison doll, looked like Sgt. Pepper only overfed, and what I called, "Koosa, Koosa, Koosa!", when I found it: a five foot strange Popeye character, that I think was called Shimp, not a Koosa at all. My Grandma used to say, "Koosa, Koosa, Koosa"!, to my brother, though. Anyways, we never did find the snake, only made a mess of the room, and never got to the closet, either. 

Dreams 3/24

My dream began in damp country woods, it was autumn. There were crunchy colored leaves spread on the ground. Ron was at a big old brick barbecue cooking clams and scallops in two old pots. I was miffed as he said we were leaving for a trip the next morning, and he had just sprung this on me. I tip toed through a clearing filled with animal droppings from deer and rabbits. There were huge stripey snakes all over the forest floor. They looked slimy. I stepped on one. There was a holy man that called himself a viscount with Ron. He was dressed in white robes with a conical orthodox looking cap. There was a gold medallion around his neck, and he had a staff. His hair was long and white, and if he was wasn't all white he might've been a dead ringer for Saint Patrick, so I asked, jokingly if he could rid us of the snakes. He said, no. I went into the trailer where we lived and became a little more upset with Ron as there was a huge party going on that I was not aware of. My class president from high school was there, and I was thinking, gag me, as I never cared for him. Everybody else thought he was adorable, but he was obnoxious. He and I were at a little table when he presented me with a plastic box, like the kind you keep flies in, with little compartments, full of different beads in different colors. He said if I preferred the natural type, he'd brought me, these: an assortment of little crystals. I thanked him and had a tangerine quartz in my hand. I proceeded throughout the back of the trailer, getting more and more put-out with Ron as there were lots of rooms back there that I knew nothing about, and they were filthy with old spattered food and such that I felt very embarrassed about my guests thinking I was a slob. What was worse is that I was calculating all the dolls I could have bought to fill these rooms if I had only known about them.