Dreams

well, a couple nights ago Carrie and I had a discussion about dreams. I never remember my dreams. I remember one dream my entire life and I was about 8 years old. Craig and Michael were so mean to me in this dream I didn't speak to them in real life for several days.

Well, ever since having this conversation I have remembered my dreams. Last night I had a disturbing dream. I was getting married, to a man I will never marry in real life by the way, and my grandma was there. Now my grandma died 4 years ago Tuesday. So my grandma was at my dream wedding, (I was skinny and I had a kick-arse dress) as a ghost.

Yep, a ghost. Something I don't believe in. I looked over in the corner of the room and there she was, just sitting there sleeping. I looked at my mom and said, "mom, what do you see in the corner over there?" She looked, and said, "Um... Grandma?" with the tone of voice like, stupid girl, don't you recognize her? So I shouted "Grandma!" and she wakes up and starts talking all scratchy-like and apologizes, "Sorry, I haven't used my vocal cords in years." ??? I have the weirdest dreams.

That was all that involved Grandma, but thankfully I woke up before I made the mistake of actually marrying the stupid guy. I woke up as I was walking down the aisle (with Kegger? How weird is that?) to a sousa march with a real live marching band in full uniform.