Weird Dreams...

I had a humdinger this morning. I'll try to get it all down, but it's just such an odd dream!

It started with me in a store with 3 boys I don't know- young boys, like the kids ages, maybe. They were carrying around this odd clear "breast" with weird nasty veins all over it. I took it away, and put it on a top shelf where they couldn't reach it, and we went in search of razors. This store only carried 1 brand, though, so I was upset.

I left, and went home, where I remembered we had a live concert to go to at a church. The church was like a mix of the Baptist church and Lutheran church I went to as a child. Before we got there, though, we were parking in a giant field in my home town.

I pull in, and had a laptop with me, so I could use a web cam. My step-mom pulls up in a van loaded with women, all of them wearing yellow and green clothing- they kept saying they were Red Hat ladies, but that the Red Hat ladies changed the colors to green and yellow.

When I looked down, I was suddenly in a pale green and white plaid strapless dress with yellow lace on it. Um, ok. I kept waiting for someone. Sometimes my kids were there, sometimes not. Two of our friends showed up, and we walked across the field, and into the church (which is NOT anywhere near that field in real life).

The church was packed- they had seats set up in the halls, and other areas, with TV's to show the live concert. We found a front row seat in a different area with our friends, then this VERY religious family sat behind us, and started lecturing us on the kids being too loud (they weren't talking at all at that point).

As SOON as the concert started up, that couple's kid started chatting very loudly with them, and they with him. Back and forth, raised voices. The concert on the TV was odd- a bunch of male dancers wearing sequined leotards. Yes, sequined leotards. It was disconcerting.

The bench changed that we were sitting on- it was completely cushioned, then it wasn't. The kids were sitting on two straps that hold the cushions up. Our friends had disappeared, but left a sleeping bag behind.

A woman came around with programs that were huge- probably 2-3 feet tall. She had Chris start passing them back, like you would in school. Gilly got on the floor and started looking through one, and the woman freaked out about how we're not supposed to look at them.

At some point, TV's to the side of us turned on, and were showing old 50's documentaries about sex. Yes, sex. In one of them, a woman in a girdle was being spanked. In another one, they were showing something to do with a beach ball, a pool, and an OLD man with a young woman. There wasn't any nudity, it was all just weird, though. Sex documentaries, in a church. Um, ok.

Then, of course, I was sitting with a huge beach ball. No idea where it came from. Nick handed me a wine cooler. Uh... concert in a church. With alcohol. And sex tapes. Weird.

So, I freaked out about the people behind us seeing the alcohol, but they were busy walking around the back trying to organize a giant tell-all, with everyone repenting their sins, but telling everyone their sins, first. I thought they were gone.

I was taking a sip here and there, and hiding the bottle behind the beach ball. Finally, the concert was done, so we left. We wound up without the kids, but we had the woman from behind us in our car. I drove down the road to the grocery store, and Nick went in. My sister was suddenly there, and drove off with my car. I was stuck with my son's bike. My sister was going to the church, so I was riding the bike through back alley's to get there faster, with the church lady running behind me. Then, I noticed the front portion of the chain on the bike was bent, so it wasn't going very fast. I ran into my neighbor, though, and asked him to fix it.

He pulled out my wedding ring, and told me I dropped it. I asked where he found it, since I had taken it off the night before and put it in my bedside jewelry box (last night, my ring was bugging me before bed, so I did really take it off and stick it in the jewelry box). I got all suspicious, but we had to leave to get my car back.

Nick came out of the grocery store and was just standing there wondering where I went.

Then, Chris screamed at Gilly because Gilly fell and stepped on his foot as she fell, which woke me up. -sigh-

I have such WEIRD dreams.