Dreams

 I've had two weird dreams recently  One was weird and the other has caused a lot of "why would I have done that" thoughts.  The most recent dream I had was the one that had me wondering why I would do some of the things I did.  It had me returning home after an international trip.  I stopped by my step-brother's house to return his luggage.  The waking thought on this is, why would I have borrowed luggage from my step-brother when I haven't spoken to him but a handful of times in the past 30 years and almost all of our conversations were over the phone and a couple by email.  So why would I borrow his luggage (nevermind that I have my own luggage!)? 

 

Anyway, so I go to return it and pull up in a drive with a drop off box.  I'm shoving the luggage into the box and trying to get out of there before anyone sees me.  My waking thought was, I think I came straight from the airport, did I empty them?  And, if I did, where did I empty them?  But so I'm shoving the luggage into this stationary box.

 

I'm about to leave when my step-brother, his wife and their butler (as far as I know they don't actually have a butler) walk out.  My step-brother says I should come in and turns around and his wife follows him.  The butler suggests I come in for some tea.  I thank him and head down the drive.  Waking thought is, didn't I just drive up?  Why is my car now down the drive?  But in any event, I'm heading towards my car, which is now down the drive.

 

I get in my car and what had just been a nice day has turned into a dense fog, pouring rain kind of day and I'm suddenly driving on the highway, which I'd normally avoid under those type of weather conditions.

 

I decide to slow down because I can barely see the front of the car but as I press down on the brake, the car is slowly accelerating.  I realize I must be pressing the accelerator so I press what I now think is the break but I continue to accelerate.  I think the accelerator must be stuck so I try to slide my foot under the accelerator and now the car is moving so fast I fear for my life because I still can't see what I'm coming up on.  I put one foot on the accelerator and one on the brake and both just make me go faster.  I come up on a red something (I assume a car) and I pull sharply to the right on the steering wheel, barely missing the car and driving on the shoulder.  

 

Cars start honking but I can't imagine they're honking at me because I'm not seeing any cars and I'm pulling ahead of everything, but there is honking.  I have the thought that I had envisioned dying that day and freaked out that this might be what would do it.

 

It seems like there was more to the dream but that's all I remember at the moment.

 

But I looked up what a speeding out of control car dream meant.  I was offered two options:

 

1) I feel like things are out of control in my life and I can't find my way.  I don't feel that way but I can see where that might be the case, given things going on in the country right now.

 

or 

 

2) I'm unreliable.  Huh?  That doesn't even make sense to me.  

 

But there you go, either things are out of control in my life or I'm reliable.  So, which is it?

 

 

The other dream I didn't look up its meaning because I don't really care.  In it I was getting ready to pull up stakes and relocate internationally (I guess there could be that connection between the two dreams).  I had packed up my stuff and someone was going to retrieve it so it would be at the destination, waiting for me when I got there.  Something was said about needing socks.  I found one and decided it wasn't worth the effort and went to a cabin on I assume a ship. When I came out of my room, there was all my stuff and we'd set sail.  I asked my assistant (didn't know I had one) and she said she told them not to take it because I needed my sock - one sock - so everything got left on the ship and not sent ahead.  Weird but I don't see any significance.  If anyone else thinks it means anything, let me know.  :)

Book Review Club - November 2020

In the interest of full disclosure, the book I'm reviewing this month is a re-post of a review I wrote in October 2007.  I've read only two books since our last meeting and both were political in nature and while I would have quite a lot to say about the books, I think we've all had enough politics to last us a while.  So, instead, the book I will be reviewing is you had me at halo by Amanda Ashby.  In the review I said I would be keeping an eye out for future books by her and I did - and I've loved all of them.  I had the pleasure of meeting Ms. Ashby at the RWA conference in San Francisco in 2008 and she was as nice as she could be (I was her official stalker at the conference - it's okay, she agreed to let me stalk her in advance! 😀).

 

It's been thirteen years since I first read the book but it remains one of my all time favorite books to this day.  It's light.  It's funny.  It's sweet.  On a scale of 1-5, I'd give it 10 stars!  💓 

And now, below is what I wrote about the book thirteen years ago.  And for more reviews go to https://barriesummy.blogspot.com/index.html .

 

 

There is an author who occasionally "promotes" other authors' works. She does nothing more than say this book is out and then give the blurb, which suggests she may not actually be reading the books. At least that's the approach I take when I see a book "promoted" on her blog. Anyway, she recently had Amanda Ashby's debut book, you had me at halo (it's not capitalized on the cover either ;-) ). I thought the title was fun, the cover okay and the blurb "interesting". So I googled Ms. Ashby to find out more. I read the first chapter and wanted to read more, so I ordered the book. I read the whole thing this afternoon. It was fun. And sweet. It's one of those books where when you're done, you realize you have this big smile on your face because it's just that kind of book.

I will definitely keep an eye out for future books by Amanda Ashby.

And now, the blurb:

Holly Evans has just seen her body laid to rest. Now she would like to move onto the afterlife. But apparently she has some mortal baggage to unload first, starting with the matter of how she died. Her heavenly shrink isn't buying that she didn't kill herself and says she must return to earth to straighten things out. The thing is, she needs to borrow the body of computer geek Vince Murphy to do it. Oh, and although Vince was supposed to have vacated the premise, he apparently never got the memo.

Now, Holly has forty-eight hours to resolve her issues while sharing arms, legs, and...other things...with a guy she barely noticed while she was alive. But the real surprise is what life has to offer when you have only two days to live it.