THE DAILY DIVERSION

WELL, THE ROTATION IS SET...

Today I feel good again. Do you see how this is working? I'm exhausted one day and okay the next. I'm not going to do what I did the other day and brag about it though. I didn't play any silly mind games to help me rest. About the only thing I did different was stack my pillows up so my head was elevated a little more. I thought about the night where I woke up tired and figured out that I was sleeping pretty flat. So, I thought I'd sleep with my head up a little more, so maybe my breathing would benefit from it. I guess it worked?

I was wide awake at 6:22 this morning, but , of course, didn't truly get out of bed. I sat up and wrote down one of my dreams, then went to the bathroom. Sounds like a common occurrence, doesn't it? Then I crawled back into bed and actually told myself "You don't have to go back to sleep, but this way you'll at least get a little more rest before you have to go to work." Yeah, like twenty more minutes would do wonders if I was exhausted?

Anyway, I put my head back on my pillow and listened to my "waves" crashing in. About that time a spark went off in my head. "Ooh! I remember another dream!" I sit back up, grab my note pad (speaking of which, I need to get a bigger one. I've been writing on these 3.5" by 3.5" post-it notes for a while now, and I just can't get all of my heiroglyphs on one of them. Then I end up writing on two or three and it's just a big mess), and get to scribbling.

So, I have information on two of my dreams from last night. I've already forgotten which song I woke up with in my head though. As soon as I got up (at 7:08 am), I immediately turned on some tunes and hit up the Ab Lounge and did some curls. It's difficult to remember what song was in your head when you are rocking out to something else most of the morning. Such is life!

My dream #1: There is a lot of stuff that happened before we get to the main point, and I can't remember most of it. I know one part has me sitting at a crazy shaped table and I'm kind of by myself, where everyone else can see me. I've got a plate in front of me, but I'm back away from the table a little bit, and I've got my head down like I'm praying. I'm not praying, but I'm talking to myself, hoping for something, but I can't remember what. (This may have actually been a part of another dream, but, like I said, I don't remember much of it.)

The main point... It's just before our wedding and I'm talking with Adrianne about leaving right after the ceremony to go to someone else's wedding. I tell her that it shouldn't take too long, and I'd make it for most of the reception, so she shouldn't worry too much. We have our ceremony, but I don't remember it at all. I just know it happened.

It's around 6:30 in the evening and my stepfather is driving me to this other place. Instead of going straight to the other wedding we end up going to dinner at some fancy restaurant. It doesn't take us very long before we leave there. After dinner we're driving around, and he can't find the place where the wedding is. I finally say "Screw it! I've gotta get back to my wife!"

He drives like a maniac, but can't find his way back to the place where our reception was being held. I'm looking at my watch and it says that it's 9:30. I tell him "It's 9:30, and we're leaving the reception at 11:30. You've gotta get me back there!"

Finally, he comes to a screeching halt, and I can see where we got married across a field (for some reason we got married in a neighborhood. The place where the reception is being held looks just like a regular brick house, and it's located on some street with "Kingdom" in the name). He tells me "I don't know how to get over there, but if you get out and run across the field, you will be there in no time."

Of course, I immediately jump out of the car and take off running. However, it's like I don't know how to run. (**Warning: I'm not making fun of them, but just using it as an example**) I'm running like a kid at the Special Olympics. My arms are flailing wildly and my legs aren't doing like they're supposed to. I finally figure out how to run, so I pick up some speed. I see a ditch I have to cross, and as soon as I jump it Adrianne's Mom and Stepdad's dog, Dax, is there getting in my way. I stop to tell him to stay put, and he does for a second. I start running again and he starts chasing me again. I have to stop again to yell at him, and this time it works.

I'm back off to the races. I get a good distance away from Dax when I start running through the tall weeds. These weeds that have a pinkish-purple flower on top, and as I run through them, they start trying to wrap around me, constricting me. They are trying to pull me back, but I slowly bust through all of them and continue running.

Finally, I make it to the house. Standing outside is Theresa, my assistant when I worked in Owensboro, and she spots me and says "Oh, you're not supposed to be here!". I tell her it's a surprise and to keep quite. I walk in the front door and there are just people hanging around. Nobody really notices me. That, or they're pissed at me for leaving the wedding. I don't know which. I immediately start looking for Adrianne, but can't find her.

Everyone is playing some silly game and they tell Justin "It's time to strip her!". He starts by unzipping the top of some girl's skirt. I quickly bypass this situation, and return to looking for Adrianne. I search every single room, and ask everyone where she is, but no luck. Finally, I stop in the kitchen, completely saddened by the fact that I can't find her. Then...

She walks up behind me and covers my eyes with her hands. She whispers something to me, and I start crying. They are happy tears though. I turn around and she's standing there topless. I immediately start apologizing for leaving, and I stop the party to say "If she ever marries me again, umm, like re-marries me, and I want to go to another wedding, please, someone, slap me!"

She tells me it's time to go, and I should go change. I then remember that I didn't have time to pack (back to some of the things that happened before this main part of the story that I can't remember. I know I was hanging out with Justin and Paul, but I don't know what we were doing, but it wasn't packing and getting things together like we were supposed to do.). She also asks me if I remembered the "ring". It wasn't either one of our wedding bands, but some kind of class ring type of ring. It was gold with a red section on top. I think it was supposed to be for Larry, Adrianne's stepdad. Of course, I didn't remember it either.

I do know where my "leaving" clothes and the ring were though. I say "I'll just get Justin to run and get them!" Then I look around and see Justin, and say "Nope! He's drunk!" She tells me not to worry about it and is just happy that I'm there.

I wake up and I'm somewhat sad, but a little happy. I'm sad because I left our wedding and Adrianne, but I'm happy because I found her and she forgave me (which will probably have to happen a lot after our wedding day, since I can do a lot of stupid stuff. Hopefully she'll understand!).

What it means? Well, I'm going to give the down and dirty version. I'm starting to stress over the wedding! I can't describe it any better than that. I did most of my laundry last night, so I could start packing this weekend. I made up a list of thing I need to do and not forget to bring with me. Right now the list is eleven things long. I still have part of Adrianne's present to do, as well as put some things together. There's nothing overwhelming on my list, by any stretch of the imagination, but I'm still thinking about them. Well, at least I got some rest!

My Dream #2: I figured it out later, but this dream was actually a dream within the dream discussed above. It happened while Paul, Justin, and I were hanging out before the wedding. We were doing something and this commercial came on. I don't remember us watching TV, but there's this commercial, and it was more like it was live action.

These two idiots are cruising in a small boat someplace. They're playing with grenades and throwing them into the water and on beaches. One of them says "Grenades are supposed to have little pins in here." Then the other says "It's even worse when they don't have the clip (pointing to the handle piece of the grenade)". He then throws the grenade on the beach and says "This is us bombing the Middle East!"

The commercial just gets stupider and stupider (yes, I know those aren't the correct usage of those words, but they fit. Deal with it!). Next, these jackasses have M-16 machine guns and are shooting at nothing and everything. They're not killing anyone or anything like that. They're just shooting to be shooting. One of the guys even points his gun down into some rocks (like he's standing in a creek or something) that are just below his feet and starts shooting.

We're standing there, watching in amazement, all the time thinking that these dumbasses are surely going to shoot themselves or do something else really, really stupid. Then, the commercial is over. We return to whatever it was we were doing.

What it means? Who knows and who really cares!! It was just a dumb interlude in one of my dreams. It may have some deep aggressive meaning, with the guns and grenades, but I chalk it up to the idiot box sneaking into my subconscious again.

There you have it! Another successful mission into the synapses in my skull. I hope you didn't get lost! I'll try to get some rest over the weekend, and come out strong on Monday. If I feel up to it, I may even make a rare weekend post! Don't count on it though, because I'm pretty lazy!