Perhaps the stars are all
aligning, or perhaps it’s just coincidence (yeah, right), but I have recently
had four
different individuals text, email, or Facebook me that Katie and I (or in one
case, my daughter, Abbie) were prominently featured in their dreams. I KNOW!
Dreams can be confusing, so I
will now interpret them for you, using the exact words in which my friends
reported their dreams. Please note, these are legitimate, and I did not make up
one word of their dreams.
First, we’ll hear from our long-time friend, Teddi:
Don't worry about another
baby coming, Ken! In my dreams last night I helped Katie deliver.
Everything turned out fine. Even though there were wild animals chasing us. – Teddi
Interpretation: Simple. Teddi
had just watched the deleted scene in 17
Miracles where a pioneer woman delivers a baby in an out of control
handcart, while wild buffalo are in pursuit. Then she went right to bed, and
her subconscious mind went here.
Next, from my friend, Chandi:
Um, I had a dream last night
that you guys lived by my parents in Cedar City and you almost had to move out
cuz you were an artist and out of cash, but luckily Huey Lewis stopped by at
midnight on the last night and wanted a super nice painting that he paid a lot
of cash for. And you had pets in the form of giant snakes roaming around your
house. The end. From, Chandi
Interpretation: Chandi knows
I have seven children and that we are expecting an 8th in November.
To her, this is dangerous! Having 8 children around is like having giant snakes
in your house! Things get broken, messes are made, and people may get eaten.
That’s a no brainer. But what Chandi may be surprised to learn – what she
couldn't possibly have known! – is that I have tickets to the Huey Lewis
concert in Salt Lake on July 23. And I’m not going for the music. I’m going
because that rat-b owes me money for one of my amazing original paintings!
Next is this sweetie, Camille:
You and Abbie were in my
dream last night! I was in a blue family
reunion t-shirt at a hotel. You guys got off in blue family reunion shirts
too. We were laughing at how funny we
were, both there in similar shirts. Then i started to cry. U asked why & i
said cause i miss u guys soooo much!
then we hugged ;) i woke up
sad...& missing u guys!
Interpretation: Well, once
you stop crying from how sweet this is, I’ll tell you what’s going on here.
Ready? Camille and I are secretly brother and sister. I never told her before, because I didn't think she could handle it. But the public forum of this blog seems like the perfect place to do it.
And finally, a doozy from our
dear friend, Jonelle; who, bless her heart, wrote out in detail this peculiar dream:
Yes, it is 6:52 in the
morning, and I am writing. I have seminary carpool this morning, and this was a
great time in between pickups to share the dream I had last night.
I don’t know if you could
really call it a dream. It was like an all night montage. Don't pay attention
to the numbers. Also, there is no order
to what I am writing.
1. First, You guys were in a
Broadway production of Gone with the Wind. It was performing in Utah, and you
had farmed out your kids to various people for the year … YES THE YEAR!
2. So, you guys were of
course Scarlett and Rhett and you were ALWAYS in character. Always. Costumes
and all. And Ken, your mustache looked just like that picture of yourself that
was in your room when I helped you guys move. I am not judging.. I am just sad
that I think it was thrown away!
It was not thrown away, Jonelle.
So, Ken was answering all pertinent questions,
with. "Frankly Dear, I don't give a damn, and to Katie (er, Scarlett)
everything and everyone was addressed, as "Oh, Ashleyyyyyyy," Get
this- you asked to borrow the church keys while you were visiting so you could
rehearse the vase smashing scene in the Relief Society room. You guys were very
serious about your craft, and I am sure I made you chitlin's and a ham hock for
dinner. (This was not in the dream, just an assumption based on facts.)
3. I was awoken very early in
the morning with a phone call. On the other end it was just someone crying,
sobbing really, and I could not understand them, nor did I recognize the
number. I hung up and panicked, as Bert [Jonelle’s husband] is on his way up to
Reno to train the NV Highway Patrol. I thought maybe it was a dispatcher who had
called and something had happened to them. So, I called dispatch and asked, and
she coldly told me that no one had called, but since my husband was technically
missing (WHAT?) that they were revoking federal security for our family.
4. At that moment, men in
black from head to toe came to my house (which upon opening the front door, and
seeing them come up the PORCH STAIRS, I realized was the Huxtable's house! THEO??? Where are you, you big strong black
man, come save me!) Anyway, they started taking off the screens and the actual
windows, and so we had no glass, and the curtains blew in the wind. It was a
horrible, vulnerable feeling!
5. At that point, Angie [our
mutual friend and neighbor] came running inside very upset, because she had
received a call from someone sobbing too, and it was my best friend Paula (Who
lives in Kazakhstan, or one of the stans) and she was so mad at me for not being
kinder to her when she called, and how she had to call her (Angie) for support.
(To my knowledge, they do not know each other) She explained that Paula had an
ectopic pregnancy, and they had to take out her uterus and ovaries. I was so
sad! Angie continued to berate me, sobbing and crying for a long time. And she
was dressed in a business suit/skirt because she was going to give Harry Reid a
piece of her mind when she got to work…which was in the senate!!!
6. So, all the while you guys
continue in character, and are just "around" staying at our house. I
remember one moment where I made you a veggie scramble and eggs, as you guys
ran your lines at the breakfast table (still the Huxtable's).
7. Bert comes up from the
basement (remember, where Dr. Huxtable's office was?) and he is in his greens
and had a look of panic. He said that the fed's were after him, and he has to
"lie low for awhile" because they possibly think he murdered someone.
You guys were leaving for
your next city, and we said our goodbyes. (At no point were my children or
yours anywhere to be seen.)
8. After you left, you sent Maya
Rudolph to work for me- as a thank you gift. Her gift and talents were
two-fold, as she was not only a maid, but an acting coach. You guys said I had
"untapped potential" based on your knowledge of my past PAT [from
SNL] performances. You wanted her to train me, and then join you guys on the
road. (Prissy maybe? I do love saying, in Prissy voice, "But Miss
Scarlett, I don't know nothin' about birthin' no babies!") Maya was
dressed in too-small sweats and a peace sign shirt with a head wrap like
Mammie's. She did carry a broom and mop. I remember being disappointed since
"Up All Night" jumped the shark before its first season was over. I
had been highly annoyed by her.
So, that's it folks. Let's
just say, should you ever doubt that you are missed, please know you are alive
and well in my dreams! Love, Jonelle
Interpretation: Actually, I
think this one is pretty self-explanatory.
