Dreams Continued

I fell back asleep and had the following dream...

I was finishing some kind of race, possibly a triathlon (Oh, it's one of those FUNNY dreams!) and came running out of the water, running up the sand, up a little hill and THREW myself over the finish line.  I'm pretty sure I was ahead until that last little sprint.  No time to dwell on that though, because the next part of our challenge was being explained, and it involved....possibly jumping out of a plane and I was terrified.  Here's where we transition into a different scene.  These things that look like wheelchairs show up, with some weird fan thing attached to the back that we're supposed to use to fly to our next location....the next location being where I have to go to get ready to be in someone's wedding.  I'm worried because 1) I don't want to fly and 2) I'm worried my hair will get caught in the fan.  I turn to someone....and say something along the lines of how I wish I had something to put my hair in ponytail, but why WOULD I have one because I always leave my hair down when I exercise and how was I supposed to know we'd be flying in something like that. Actually, I told the person that "this is the conversation I'm having in my head...."

I could NOT get that stupid chair to fly.  My parents could.....no problem.  My dad was messing around and flying it backwards for awhile...probably to mock me.  To get it going you had to roll along like a wheelchair but only using one hand and gain enough speed to take off, but there weren't a lot of long, flat areas of land available to take off from.  At one point, this covered wagon being pulled by a horse came down the path...then the horse took off.  He looked like he was running toward me, but he veered off to my left.  The wagon was actually a place to buy souvenirs.  I made an Oregon Trail joke with the guy working in the cart, but he wasn't really following me.  I was willing to trade ammunition for something.  (No, I didn't have any...it was a joke.)  He also didn't seem to care that the horse had run off.  I wanted to buy something but had to get to the wedding so I left.

I ended up NEVER getting in the air.  Well, at one point I think I got a little bit off the ground (1 foot max), but panicked and came back down.  Eventually I end up at this courtyard that's at the entrance to this building where the wedding is taking place.  There's a hotel and I need to find the room where we're getting ready. 

My parents have gone to change, and the first time I see them, I think my mom is in a shirt and pants and my dad is in a wedding dress, but the next time I see them they're dressed normally.  Later I pass by a little cafe and my mom is sitting in there having a snack with my brother, who is really young (maybe 7, as opposed to his real age of 22).

This whole hallway is full of rooms with people getting ready for weddings.  I finally find ours and it's filled with people getting ready....like maybe 5 other girls.  They were pretty much all people from high school.  Two girls are wearing white.  At first I think "Oh, the maid of honor is wearing something like Pippa's dress!" (Only, it had a texture that Pippa's dress didn't have and also it was really thin - I could pretty much see through it in the light.)  Then I had moment where I was confused about which girl in white was the bride, and I had to check the sign on the door to be sure.  The sign on the door had all of our names and why we were in the wedding.  I can't remember WHICH one was the bride, but the sign did answer my question and apparently I was a good friend from high school who had continued to be supportive when the bride-to-be had moved to Toronto.

I start to get ready and realize I don't have ANY of my make up...I've left it at home.  I look at the other girls, thinking maybe I can get away with the make up I have in my handbag, but they're all super done up.  I go track down my dad and tell him he's going to have to fly back over to where the cars are parked and run to my place to get my stuff.  We should have time.  It's only about 1pm and the wedding isn't until 7:30.  He has to go because not only did I switch handbags and not have any make up with me at ALL - but I also didn't have any Diet Coke (#BridesmaidFAIL).  I have a really hard time giving him instructions on where to go and what to bring back, and at one point he calls me to say what he's grabbing, but hangs up before I can give better instructions and make sure he has everything.

That's about it, but I also remember complaining about the flying chairs.  Apparently mine was made of a cheaper plastic while everyone else had metal ones.  Had I KNOWN the place wasn't that far (about a mile away) - I would've just walked instead of spending all that time TRYING to make it fly.

Dreams

Lately I've been remembering weird details of dreams....here are the latest.

1st Scene - The Gym (or rather - a gym)  I'm wandering around holding a 20lb free weight and trying to find a matching one.  At some point it becomes known that we just had a horrible earthquake, even though I didn't feel it.  Something like a level 16 (yeah, I know...huge!) - haha!  Then I leave the gym with a friend (possibly a flash mob friend, but I don't know exactly who - definitely a guy) while being annoyed that my parents hadn't called yet to see if I was ok.

2nd Scene - Going to lunch with Byron.  I thought it was a place we had never eaten before, but once we got there, I realized I HAD been there before (although possibly not with Byron) - it was just called something else when I was there before.  I should point out that if I really HAVE eaten there before...it's only been a dream - it's not a real place.  You enter by walking down a long flight of stairs.  We ordered food and went to go sit down in the executive area (this back, around the corner section that has nicer seating - that I've sat at before, the other time I've "eaten" there).  We  got a giant cinnamon roll to share - like the giant one I split over the weekend at brunch with 3 other people.  Byron treated - we had burgers.  Thanks Byron!

I was sad because I woke up before we ate the cinnamon roll. :-)

In My Defense

My life is heavily documented through emails, Facebook and Twitter.  I like to think that's why I'm not skilled at maintaining a blog....I'd be sharing it all over again.  That's probably why I posted it today - I spent today by myself and hardly talked to anyone, so I'm talking to you instead.

When I'm rich and famous, I'll need to hire a biographer to skim through my Facebook and Twitter for the all the good stuff.

Worst Blogger

I am the worst blogger.

Since my last post I got a new phone, instagram launched for Android, I spent a week in New York  with Lindsay and saw 9 shows on/off Broadway, we had our 3rd Annual Glee mob, my birthday and Easter have come and gone, and my uncle unexpectedly passed away.

Now the spring and summer are zooming by, and I'm actively planning my next vacation - over a week in Disney World with my mom.  We haven't been to Disney World since my high school dance team performed there in '99.

Other things that have happened....

My aunt is in town having knee surgery...my family took our first ever portrait of all four of us together...I got a Kindle Fire - thanks to an Amazon refurbished deal plus some money from the Easter Bunny.  I actually like it.

Oh, and I was pre-approved for a mortgage.  The second I decided to buy a condo, none are on the market.  I'm holding out for the perfect one, which is good because I waver daily on whether buying is a good idea.

This May is a million times calmer than last May....when I was in Chicago, Disneyland, Yakima and Sitka, but I'm feeling stressed.

I want a staycation.  I want to do spring cleaning and catch up on all of the books I want to read.

My goal for the rest of the year is to be present.  Sometimes I'm so busy I forget.

Thankful Thursday

On Tuesday night I started getting a headache. I stopped it from becoming a full fledged migraine, but it still lasted for about 24 hours straight.  This means of course that I was on Advil all day and that I didn't get anything done on Wednesday night except sleep.  Oh - and finish Happy Accidents, Jane Lynch's memoir.  (Interesting read, highly recommend!)

I'm trying to not turn on the heat in my apartment anymore.  I suspect that's contributing to my headaches...the dry air causing dehydration - I'm sure it's not helping.

Today, I didn't have a headache anymore...and I am incredibly thankful for that!

Thankful Thursday

Much to my old personal trainer's dismay, I have spent most of my life watching Diet Coke prices.  I religiously check the grocery ads each week to see if it's a "Coke Week" or a "Pepsi Week."  Both brands are rarely on sale in the same week.

Back in the day, twice a year - on Christmas and 4th of July - Diet Coke would go on sale for 99 cents a 6-pack.  I remember one year we bought about $100 worth and we built a fort in the garage.  Ahhh, childhood!

The days of 99 cents a 6-pack are long gone, and for a long time, the standard "good deal" was 5 12-packs for $10. 

 I used to think of Diet Coke pricing in terms of a 12-packs, so if there was a sale on 24-packs, I would divide it and think of what it would be for 12 cans.

Unfortunately, a couple of years ago the industry switched to 20-packs instead of 24.  Did they think we wouldn't notice?  Anyway, this made math a lot harder, so since they made the switch, I've started calculating down to the can level.  In case you're wondering, a good deal today is if you can find Diet Coke for around 25 to 27 cents a can.

What does this have to do with Thankful Thursday?

Well, for several weeks, Safeway has been doing special deals on Fridays and Mondays, and surprisingly, one of the days has included a $5 20-pack of Diet Coke.  It became so common for about a month, that I started to think it would always be there and I had no sense of urgency to go buy any.

Then it snowed, and I couldn't get to the grocery store....then the next week I fell asleep early and didn't make it to the grocery store.  I only made it in for 1 of the special $5 days actually....it's quite sad.  Last week, even though the $5 special was gone, there was a decent deal in place and I was running low on DC.  I planned to go the grocery store on Tuesday.  In fact, the next week's grocery ads arrived that day and alerted me to the fact that there would be NO good Coke deals in the coming week, so I definitely needed to make it to the store.

Then of course I fell asleep....and woke up at 11:30pm.

Dragging myself out of bed, I made it to Safeway.

When I got in line to pay for my Diet Coke (+ apples + a lemon + parmesan) at 11:52, there were 4 people in line in front of me.  Why were there so many people at Safeway at midnight!?!?  On a TUESDAY!!!

One guy in front of me must have realized that he didn't have his wallet, because he put all of his items back in his cart, swore, and left his cart by the cashier.

I checked out at 11:58pm - 2 minutes before I would have lost out on getting ANY sort of Coke deal.

Soooo...........

I am very thankful that the man in front of me forgot his wallet. :-)

The Year Is Finally Starting

No, the title of this post has nothing to do with the lunar new year (Go Dragons!) but I do feel like this year is starting its engine.

Maybe it's because the snow has finally melted and we've all crawled out of our snow covered caves.

Maybe it's because we've been rehearsing for a flash mob (which always makes life better).

Maybe it's because Melissa's here and we're planners - so we keep talking about all the things that are coming up.

New York feels like it's right around the corner (it totally is)!!! The dance calendar will be filling up soon too, thank goodness.  Glee rehearsals will start before I know it and so will Dare to Dance.

Glee will be our third annual Glee flash mob.  For more info, check out my 2010 recap.  Sadly, this year it will not be held on my birthday like it has been for the past two years - but that's a good thing, because my birthday is on a Tuesday and that would be silly.  This year the mob is on April 21st, which is fantastic because it's after both Western and Orthodox Easter.  I was very worried I'd have to figure out someway to jump back and forth between Seattle and Portland if it fell on Easter weekend.

(What's that?  You'd like to dance with us this year!?!  Please do! Check out http://mobtheworld.com/mobbers/)

Dare to Dance is a dance showcase that's organized by someone in the FMF (Flash Mob Family).  He did last year in December for his birthday.  The idea being that it would be an opportunity for his friends to choreograph and perform original dance numbers on stage in a theatre with a paying audience.  It turned out to be quite a success, so he's doing it again.  Last year it fell on the same night as my Christmas party, so I didn't participate - but this year it is a spring event, so I will be dancing in one or two numbers.

With D2D in mid March and Glee in mid April, it pretty much means that within a month I should [hopefully] be in constant rehearsals.  I am very much looking forward to this time.  Plus, it means that spring and longer days are on their way. :-)

Expect to hear a lot about dancing in the next few months.

....or maybe you won't.  It's hard to tell.  This is ALMOST the best I've ever done at journaling, but that could change at the drop of a hat.  (Ew, I don't like hats.)

So let me put it this way.  I'll be dancing a lot soon.  You may or may not hear about it.

Photo Friday

Here are three pictures related to the weather we've been having in Seattle:

This was actually on a post next to my parking spot at home.  The writing was facing away from my car.  I wouldn't even have seen it but I walked around the passenger side to get into the trunk.  I think it's fairly new (as in, new vandalism)...but what's interesting is that this appeared BEFORE any of the really bad weather came in.  Whoever wrote it must have known what we were in for.

On Wednesday night, most of Downtown Seattle shut down early.  Jeremy flew into town that day and we met for happy hour to catch up at Sazerac.  Walking over there from work was spooky.  Even though it was 7:30pm, it felt like midnight - EVERYTHING was shut down...............except.......URBAN OUTFITTERS!  They had this sign on their door letting everyone know they were still open for business.  I felt bad for them!

Snow to Ice - Icicles spotted on the way to work.  I really didn't take too many pictures of the snow...mainly because I felt like it was too cold to keep taking off my gloves, but I did stop on the way to work to snap this shot because the icicles were exceptionally pretty (to me).