So, after I went back to bed last night, my dreams got WAY worse!! I had a dream that my brother Joel died, and I was preparing to give his eulogy. It was TERRIBLE! You know how sometimes you have an awesome dream, and then you try really hard to fall asleep again and get back to the awesome dream? Typically it doesn’t work, right? Well, last night, every time I woke up sad because Joel died, I fell asleep and was right back in that same dream!!! I woke up SO sad!! So, since my dream life wasn’t exactly pleasant last night (with a few minor exceptions), I decided I would blog about some real life dreams I have. They will be in no particular order, and some of them WILL seem silly to you. But that’s OK, because they’re MY dreams!
- be in a Sonic commercial
- be in a shampoo commercial
- be on Broadway
- be a really good photographer
- marry Mr. Special Someone :O)
- go to Mexico
- go to Africa
- go to Scotland
- go back to Ireland
- stay in an English cottage
- travel to all 50 states … in a Winnebago (sp?!)
- write a novel
- be in a movie
- drive from the top of South America to the bottom of South America … with Mr. Special Someone
- maybe live in Canada for a while
- have a job where I get to travel, which might aid in the accomplishment of some of the aforementioned dreams
- marry Mr. Someone Special under some oak trees on a plantation while people are playing guitar
- have an ice cream flavor named after me
- own enough chapstick (that I like) so that I have one in every purse, every travel bag, in my car (because someone will have invented chapstick that doesn’t melt), in my desk, and in every room of my apartment (or maybe house by the time this dream can be realized)
- compile a book of knock knock jokes
- be in the same room as Kevin James … that’s all that can happen, because he’s married
- write a children’s book
- look good in a bikini (a modest one of course)
- write beautiful poetry
- not only to marry Mr. Special Someone but to have the kind of marriage my grandparents have
- have a wrap around porch with rocking chairs and swings … hmmm, which country would I like to be living in when I get the wrap around porch?
- be a talk show hostess
- be a talk show co-hostess with my cousin Johnnie Ann
- live closer to all of my family
OK, that’s probably enough for now. Thanks for enduring all this dreaming! :O)
Yes, it’s almost 3:30 in the morning. My dreams woke me up. They often do. I was having a wide variety of dreams. One left me a little sad, as that “genre” of dreams always does. The dream ended with me hugging my sister Shana (only it wasn’t really Shana, but that’s not the point). We were in our old house. I have a lot of dreams where we’re in our old house, which means I have a lot of dreams that we’re one big happy family again. I really miss the days when we all lived together, the days before the divorce. Aside from me being a REALLY mouthy teenager with an out-of-control temper, we had a good thing going. I love my family, and it’s still hard for me sometimes that we aren’t together anymore.
One of my other dreams was just a little weird. This guy and I seemed to like each other. He kissed me along my jawline, which I thought was him just being sweet. Then he told me I needed to lose weight in my lips. Unless my lips grow to the size of Lafawnda’s from Napoleon Dynamite, I don’t foresee a guy ever telling me in real life that I need to lose weight in my lips. Haha, dreams can be so funny. :O)
These two things have nothing to do with each other, but I find I can be “title-challenged.”
Friday evening, I went to Bi-Lo to purchase an assortment of Friday-evening-watching-movies-alone snacks. I wasn’t sure what I wanted when I entered the store, so I sort of meandered around until “the snack” became obvious to me. I made a few observations while I was meandering. The first thing I noticed was the seemingly disproportionate amount of space dedicated to pork rinds. I’ve been to stores before in search of pork rinds for someone (definitely not myself) and could barely find them. Not in this Bi-Lo! There was a span of probably 10-15 feet 3 or 4 shelves high of pork rinds over by the frozen pizza (not near the chips, which was also bizarre). My second observation was the amount of space dedicated to Gold Fish. Granted, there are numerous varieties of Gold Fish crackers available these days, but over 1/6 of the entire cookie/cracker section was nothing but Gold Fish. They even got an end cap! My third observation was the strange layout of the store. Most Bi-Lo stores have a section devoted to things you might find at a child’s birthday party: sodas, chips, cookies/crackers, and a bizarre assortment of small toys and party favors. So, if I want to buy a Friday evening snack, I usually head that way (or toward the freezer for some ice cream). In this store, all of those items are spread out, and the location of those items isn’t exactly intuitive. To get to the cookies/crackers, I could take one of three routes (unless I took a strange maze-like route that some of you may want to suggest!):
1) walk through the freezer section that is in the middle of the store, hang a left at the pork rinds, and take a right a couple of aisles later
2) hang a left from the front of the store into the bakery section, walk straight back through the dairy section, hang a right at the back of the store, and hang another right a couple of aisles later
3) walk through the beer and wine section
All pretty obvious, typical ways to get to the cookies, right?
So, today we had bad weather – tornado warning kind of weather (there were a couple of actual tornados). I was at work during said bad weather, which I pretty much ALWAYS find amusing. A few of the ladies jump and squeal if there is thunder, and I’m almost always told to get away from the windows if there is any lightning. Updates are spouted out every few minutes, and cell phones are out all over the place. One thing I noticed today was that all of the “grown-ups” get very “parental” during severe weather. They’re really concerned if someone leaves. They repeatedly tell everyone to be VERY careful and drive safe. One of my co-workers, a very fun and jovial kind of guy, even sent out a recommended evacuation plan today. Though I find it amusing, I also find it really sweet. I work for a great company with great people, and I’m very fortunate. :O)
I enjoy going to Blockbuster and purchasing previously viewed DVD’s when they’re 4 for $20. I did this last night, and I purchased season 1 of Laguna Beach for $5, which is a pretty sweet deal. So, what am I doing now? Watching season 1 of Laguna Beach. These people are so silly! That’s the nicest thing I can say! DRAMA, DRAMA, DRAMA!! I’m losing brain chelles (hehe) watching them!
So why am watching them? I think it’s because I’m so intrigued by them and the lives they lead. Their lives are SO different from how I’ve ever lived. I can’t even fathom living in a mansion on the beach, driving a car that costs as much as a house, and throwing formal parties in hotel rooms. And they’re high school students!!
In the episode I’m watching currently, two of the girls opted to spend their spring break in New York in lieu of Cabo (you know, the “what happens in Cabo stays in Cabo” kind of spring break). One of the girls has a broadway audition. I would be SO OK with that! Maybe someday … :O)
You may be asking, “Where (or what) is Rachelleville?” I had friends in high school who would give me a hard time either when I seemed to be lost in thought or when I started spouting off randomness. They would say I was in Rachelleville. Because, for me, blogging is typically a result of being lost in thought or is simply a time for me to spout off my randomness, Rachelleville seemed to be an appropriate location for my blogging. There is an official population of 1, but visitors are always welcome. Just be respectful of the customs of Rachelleville, and we’ll get along just fine. :O)