Dreams

Since JC has deemed it a good time to post something new... I've taken the task upon myself, and, since I can't think of anything else, I'm simply going to relate the dream I had last night, to continue the conversation from Ben's blog....

My latest dream adventure was going to Frontier camp... except it didn't look a thing like camp... It looked like a HUGE grocery store. And we were all either girl scouts or boy scouts, and there were tons of obstacle courses with gators and snakes, and the goal was to get the pair of hiking boots at the end of the course, to get a "camp-buck" to buy something.

Also, in the middle of the 'grocery-store' camp, was this huge (I mean monstrous) mound of hay, where all the guys had this meeting at night. I had to go, because I was watching Josiah and he HAD to be there, despite his age. Anyway, the meeting went as follows: First, all the lights were turned off, then this huge movie screen rolled out from the ceiling, and it started showing videos of heroic acts from battles throughout history, etc. All the guys held their hats over their hearts, some with tears in their eyes, full of reverence. At the end, some guy came up on the platform (lights were still off, but there were some blue lights that shown from the ground, shooting up, which gave just enough light to see by) and started lecturing on what it means to be heroic, manly, etc. All the guys were deeply moved... to finish, we watched Braveheart. The meaningful look on all the guys' faces were priceless...

The girls 'meeting' which was held after the guys', was in a locker room. This meeting was more of a giant beauty salon. Missy (who was the only person I knew there) and I were clingin to each other, trying to catch our breath, as we looked through the clouds of hairspray, and tried to find our wait out the door... but we couldn't find it. Suddenly, these girls grabbed us and started painting our fingernails... missy was in hysterics... We finally managed to escape, ran outside the camp-grocery store, caught a bus, on which we met Melody, also a fugitive. We were huddled together, and somehow made it to my house.

When we got there, a bunch of my mother's side of the family were there, and everybody was talking about how our 'pet-baby-bears' had returned. I looked out the window, and sure enough, there were two baby bears tapping their claws on the glass, trying to get in.
All the sudden, I was transported to this old "green gables" style house, and our neighbors had a vet clinic, and at the back was a dog/cat pound. I went in the back and started grabbing all these kittens to take home with me (ironic... I'm not a pet person), when suddenly, I saw... THE DOG! This dog was a cross between and doberman and a blue heeler.... and would do ANYTHING I commanded it to do. However, when I brought my mom to see this wonder-dog... the dog wouldn't do anything, and just behaved like an idiot. Thus, despite my protests, mom wouldn't let me take the dog home. When she left, the dog started obeying again.... THEN....

..... the stupid alarm clock went off!

Did yall dream anything of significance last night?

Brooke