My Dreams as of Late

*warning: this post is very verbose.*

I am having perpetual difficulties in the staying asleep category this last month, and it is starting to mess with me. Not necessarily Al Pacino mess-with-me, but headaches are more common, and I find myself unable to sleep through the whole night.

When I do manage to fall asleep, I have dreams that are so real and I have to exert so much effort in them, that I wake feeling like I haven’t slept at all. I thought that maybe looking into and interpreting them would help, since I am a big believer in subconscious/dream associations. Turning to online interpretation sites proved very helpful. Scarily helpful.

  • In my first dream, I was walking down a calm, quiet cottage-laden street with someone who was supposed to be my boyfriend. In front of us a bear sitting at a street intersection became visible. At first I was confused, but then my boyfriend starting backing away, like he knew it was going to be there. I started yelling to him, and the bear started to bound for me. I broke into a full-speed run, but the bear was, excuse the pun, bearing down one me. Then I woke up. Apparently, to see a bear in dreams symbolizes independence, and a period of introspection and renewal. That felt extremely good to read. I have been thinking a lot more about my lot in life, what I want to get out of it, how hard I want to work for my creativity. 

 

  • The next one was awful. I had a teeth pulling dream. I have been dreading going to the dentist, because I am afraid I will have to have major work done. So, that might be partly why I had the dream. Anyway, the dentist was crazed about cavities, and it kind of spiraled into a melted, skewed Ralph Steadman cartoon as he ripped out every single one of my teeth.  Having cavities indicates feelings of insecurity or a lack of self-confidence. Which I do feel on a steady basis. The beginning of the month I was questioning everything I pour myself into not being enough. Hence the other dream.

 

  •  The last dream was about cupcakes. Two very special cupcakes. It was my birthday in my dream, and my fmaily had pooled their resources and made me two cupcakes: one was lavender and had “Bon Anniversaire” iced onto it, and the other was a mountain of blood red glittering frosting. It was like Dorothy’s Shoes had stirred the batter. We were in a big ballroom, like on the set of a Rogers/Astaire film, and we had a dance contest. My aunts and cousins were on the dais that held the band, holding my cupcakes. Some older woman won the dance, and when they reached over the band dais to give her the grand prize, she took my big cupcake! She just started eating it, and the glitter went everywhere. I was crushed and infuriated. To dream of cupcakes are indicative of a sweet reward. So you can only imagine what someone STEALING it could mean. It also could represent that I need to downsize an aspect of my life. Which is, unfortunately, right on the money. I have been piling too many things on my plate I have been forced to give up things that matter to me. So, unfortunately for my ever-expanding idea notebooks, it will all be on hold to finish up the entrees on my plate before heading back to the buffet line for that next cupcake.

Little bit at a time, jess.

Take Five Friday: Tortilla the Dog

Sunday is my little puppy Tortilla’s birthday. His unconditional love makes the world go ’round.  So, of course, this post shall be dedicated to him and the crazy things he does.

1. He Came Into Being- tortilla 001This picture is of him maybe a week after I got him. When I picked him he was too young to leave his mother, so the breeder marked him with nail polish. I was afraid it would never come off or he would lick it, but her never did. His ears stayed so floppy I thought they would never stand straight up! um, p.s. those are not my arms, but my neighbor’s!

2. His adorable Napoleon Complex. He thinks he’s a Doberman. Seriously, he tried to attack a horse one time. Luckily the horse just looked at him with pity eyes and moved on. But he keeps my parent’s German Shepherd in check, even though she has a good 85 lbs. on him. Although it makes him a bit anti-social with big dogs, once he gets to know you, he is a doll.

Camera august through february 227his best T-Rex impression.

3. As much as he tries not to be, he is an awesome Poser. Not poseur, but one who sits for pictures. If I can time it right, he is usually perfectly content to sit for 3 or 4 pics before he gets tired of sitting one way. Then there are the thousands of moments without a camera that I adore even more.

glendale daily 011he thought he saw a bird outside, so he was huffing and ready to snarl. Then went back to licking his crotch.

4. He is an Excellent Watchman- If he could, he would sit at his “perch” (the front window) all day and night, watching people get their mail, making sure they mosey about their way. He is a great alarm, and even when our friends come in he goes nuts, he usually calms down with a treat.

glendale daily 007he saw a little kid walking to school and licked his lips.

5. His strange tendencies – from sleeping in little hollows he burrows, drinking anything with alcohol in it,  to “burying” his bones in my Snuggie (not cool, BTW), he has some strange things he does. The one I derive the most pleasure from is his sock love. For some reason he could care less about my socks, but he goes CRAZY for the beau’s! he rubs himself all over them, flings them in the air, wrastles them on his back, it is so flippin adorable I can’t contain myself.

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first the shoefirst, the shoe…

tortilla with sock on toplike a madman, he smells…

eager“What do you mean, that was the only two socks?!”

Happy 5th birthday, Tortilla Littlejeans Alexander (yes, that is his real name). Here’s to another 10 years.

Take Five Friday: On Time and With a Devilish Grin

For this (timely) Take Five, I would like to list some daydreams I have been floating around in my head for this past week:

1. Preparing a split zine with Miss Mae.

2. Being so inspired by colormekatie (expect some beachbath and heart sticker posts!) that I am going to decorate my bedroom like this: 

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3. Decorating a cottage-esque house that is not a rental.

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4. Having my beau and his two best friends re-create this picture:

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5. And vowing to go on a dairy fast (with the exception of the odd grilled cheese now and then) because of the overwhelming ickiness I have felt this week.

Honorable mentions go to: one of my bosses singing a lounge version of Biz Markie’s “Just a Friend,” my beau saying a unintenionally sweet thing about one of his friends, when it comes to unacceptable, lame gamer conduct; our one-year anniversary escapades (the only reason it isn’t in the Five was I already wrote a post about it!) and genuinely liking the Brothers Bloom until the last 20-30 minutes; Laurie Notaro. She’s actually so great she might get a post all to herself one day…

What are you happy about this week?

 

Watermelon Plant, My Number Two Garden Triumph

I am completely shocked I have managed to keep my watermelon plant alive since I received it AT EASTER! This could be a record (beside my Number One Garden Triumph, Jade Plant- but who kills a jade plant?) that I intend to work hard at continuing.

view from abovemelon and potour roots run deep yo

*Sports announcer*: “So, Jessica, what was going through your mind in these tender first months of germination?”

*Me, sweating, holding a watering can in one hand*: “Well, it all really boiled down to who wanted it more: the sun or me. And this is one battle I didn’t want to lose. I held up a strong ‘D’ and was able to walk away with the big W. I think my main focus was remembering to water, and also a  little help from Miracle Gro.”

Things to Come and Something a Bit Cutesy

I have quite a bit of things percolating in my mind which fill me with great glee, but right now the most important thing I’m working on is presents for my beau. It is our 1-year anniversary Wednesday, and I want to put all my happiness and energy toward showing him how much I care.

So, that also means I have to go clean some house! Wish me luck, and here’s a clip of how electric odd my mind is flowing right now: