Convention Meeting

I dreamed that J and I were on a bus travelling to a convention or conference of some sort. We were invited to act as chaperons for one of our local HS groups. Ordinarily I wouldn't have done that, as I don't currently know any of the kids in the schools, since I haven't worked there in a dozen years or so. J signed us up, however, because it meant that we would get a free room out of the deal. I tried to point out that it also meant that we had to work from Ten to midnight checking each of our rooms randomly at least once an hour, so we wouldn't have time in the evenings to spend together, and wouldn't be able to attend any of the conference's evening events other than the ones our students were involved in.

Still, it did save us a bunch of money. We arrived by bus, another cost saving, and the kids piled out of the bus first. I had some trouble getting out of the narrow stairs from the top level of the bus, until I noticed that the hand rails were adjustable, I called down to the bus driver and he helped me move the rails apart. (They were about 10 inches apart, and there was just no comfortable way to go down the stairs without being able to move my legs past one another.)

We got the kids checked in and were about to escort them up to their rooms before the first set of meetings, when I heard a familiar voice calling my name. N was there. She was being "fake nice" as she used to put it, but it was obvious that I was the last person she'[d hoped to see at this conference.  I introduced her to J. They sized one another up for a bit and I made my excuses and interjected myself into a luggage kerfuffle, not so much because I was needed, but to get away from the two women. I figured J would debrief me on what she discovered/thought when we got settled into our room.

Dress Up Time.

I dreamed I was dressed for a ball, kilt, waistcoat, dark grey wool knee stockings and matching soft leather gloves. J was also in long soft gloves that complemented the colors of her gown. She was wearing a matching hat, now it is too late to remember exactly what it was, but there was lace, and beige feathers.

Abandoned Pets

Dreamed I was visiting a friend, who mentioned that she had a neighbor who hadn't been seen around in a while. She was concerned about the abandoned pets. She mentioned that one was a bison and the other two were cats. I said I could probably adopt another couple of cats, but the bison might have to become burgers if we couldn't find a home. She said we couldn't do that, as the bison was a pet not a food animal.

We went to the friend's apartment and her two kitties came right to the door. They looked amazingly like Teddy and Ember. I wondered if there were a lot of brother,-sister, tabby-calico pairs out there. The bison, white, and tiny, for a bison. His horns and nose leather were black and there was a black cape of wiry fur down his back. I fell in love with the scruffy little guy, he was just so cute. I agreed to take care of all three of them on the spot.

When I woke up I realized that I was dreaming about Teddy, Ember and Giles (who I often jokingly refer to as my buffalo, both because of his size and the full coat of matted buffalo-like fur on his back end.)

I suspect I'm feeling a little guilt about not spending as much time with them as usual; a combination of dating, and the older kitties all have health issues and seem to be taking up more and more of my time.

Counting Crows, Burglary

Three different and all disturbing dreams last night in the midst of the rain and thunder.

In the first dream I was walking out in my fields with RG.. There were a large number of crows about, and RG was shooting them and counting them. I was not real happy with that, thinking there must be another way. A couple of the crows were very large, and had bits of arrows sticking out of them, I found myself rooting for them to dodge out of the way and make it to safety, having already escaped a brush with death previously, but each fell to a loud "pop" from RG's rifle.

In the second dream I awoke to a crash. When I went out to the front of the house, the sink was missing and the garbage disposal was wrapped up in the braided rug that usually sits in front of the cat door. There was a gaping hole where the dishwasher used to sit and the microwave and refrigerator were gone as well. Oddly, my TV and DVD player were still there. The thieves had also not managed to get back to the computer room. I went in the garage. The washing machine was turned sideways, but still in place, the dryer was actually at the end of the garage at the door, which was open. My car was at the bottom of the driveway, partly out into the street.

I am sure if I could remember the title I gave my third dream I would remember it. I can only say, it too, was frightening.

I woke from each of these dreams in a sweat, shaking. Haven't had a night like this in a long time. I didn't feel like I'd slept at all by the time the light went on this morning.