Last nite I had a dream. Most of the time I wake up and vaguely remember that “yes” I dreamed something but that’s about it. This morning I woke up thinking, “I love my husband!!!”  My dream sucked eggs big time. I don’t know all the circumstances surrounding the dream, but apparently Sei and I were divorcing or something. I just remember calling him “Babe” like I do all the time and he said, “You don’t get to call me Babe anymore.” I tried to kiss him later and he said, “You don’t get to kiss me.” And the way he said it broke.my.heart. I know I said something to him about him needing someone to watch Taj and Liv during the day. (I guess I lost custody.) and volunteered to do it and he told me I’d have to get a “real job.” WTH?!?!

I woke up STRESSED and CONFUSED. I didn’t know what the heck was goin’ on and I sure didn’t know *why* I had such a dream?!!? But I DO know that I love my husband and that small glimpse into life without him SUCKED. I don’t want to experience it ever. So Sei- I call dibs on dying first. Just sayin’…

I have whacked out dreams often. Most of the time I can’t really remember them, but other times I wake up and I’m like, “What the hell was that??” Kinda like in this post. Last nite I was up late chatting with a friend, then up at 5:30am  getting Tristan off to Hawaii with my parents. I didn’t get a lot of sleep. So while the kids played around me I dozed off on the couch. I started dreaming I was in a gym surrounded by kids from my jr. high and high school- but I was an adult. Without any warning the floor started opening kinda like on “It’s A Wonderful Life.” I full on expected a swimming pool under the floor and was ready to jump in because I’m wild like that. I jumped- without looking- and landed in water. But the water was full of alligators and sharks. And there was no ladder to crawl out with. I woke up in a frenzy feeling like I couldn’t breathe. (NOTE: This dream was not drug induced. I did not take sleeping pills or anything. I only dozed off on the couch.)

So… my question for you: Do you think this dream meant anything? Or was it just the result of staying up too late, watching Shark Week and being on Facebook too much?

What do you think?

What’s your interpretation?

So I read this story yesterday about a girl who supposedly went to have 3 star tattoos put on her face, but “fell asleep” and ended up with 56 stars. I don’t believe her. How the heck do you fall asleep while getting tattoos ALL OVER YOUR FACE? (unless you are really, really, really drunk…)  I think she went home, her dad or boyfriend or whoever freaked out, so she made up this lie. Now she’s suing the tat artist for the cost of the laser removal surgery. Um, you’d think that if you were unhappy with your tat that you’d NOT pay for it, throw a huge fit, somethin… But whatever… The guy said she’s lying, but that he’ll pay 1/2  just because she’s dissatisfied.  I’m thinking he probably doesn’t see what the big deal is…

Anyway…  I’m pretty sure this story and the fact that I was emailing Brandy - check out her tattoo work at Stitchblade Designs-  about tattoos. Then I was talking to Sei about tattoos. To put it in his words he’s “...a little old fashioned when it comes to things like tattoos…” I think all that combined lead to my dream. I dreamed I was  going to get Seiuli’s name tattooed on my shoulder. No Cool Story was the tattoo artrist– inside a big tent. Apparently I fell asleep. When I woke up I had SEIULI tatted right above my butt in like the Mexican style writing and then my ENTIRE BUTT was tatted with a spiderweb.  It was a horrible sight! It looked like someone took chocolate syrup and poured it over a huge pile of cottage cheese.  Oh… yuck. I woke up a little traumatized, I think.

What do you think? Do you think she really fell asleep, woke up, paid for the tattoo all while planning to sue? Or do you think she asked for that tat and then regretted it?

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