Now

Well I haven't had much time to update this. We finished Camelot and started tech week for A Christmas Carol. So I couldn't do much in the way of just thinking about stuff. Although I have had much to worry about.

I care so much about my family. All of them. My inlaws, my extended family. It doesn't matter how extened my family gets I think I will always worry about them. It's amazing to me how long my family went before have had trials to go thru. But I think all of them will get thru it just fine. Our Heavenly Father loves us all. And I know that he knows what is in all of our hearts. He knows how to help us if we just ask. I believe that he is with all of my family today. They, we, need it.

Thank you

Guinevere

Well I read the book. Wow let me tell you I don't think I have ever learned so much while still being sooo very confused.

She and Aurther were real a real King and Queen. Now there is where you start to get confused. They were real! Now where did they live. There is the English place but no one has really proven this. But then there are real places named after this fabled couple up north from present day England. In, I want to say, Scottland.

Guinevere actually has a grave. With beautiful pink gravestones marking the place and telling of her life. And showing joy for her life.

She wasn't really this bad women who was adulterous. She had more meaning to King Aurther's throne than just a pretty face. Although from every account she was the most beautiful women around. She was Aurthers historian. She could write. She had several trials that she went thru. (Of course every person does.)But not only was she the historian but she was also a preistess. One who took care of the soldiers. And helped with everyone's faith. And Lancelot was not her lover but a boy whom she helped raise. And then he was her fighter. For she needed someone whom she trusted completly that would fight for her. And, for some reason, it couldn't be Aurther.

I don't know why?

This is about the summary of what I got from the book... Maybe someone else who has read this book or has studied this woman will know more. And help me to learn more. Because I think this will always be a question in the back of my mind. Who were these people. What did they do? How did they live? Why did they do what they did? And How could they have changed what was said about them?

ok my thoughts on this

Ok so to just explain... I was having a chat with my mother.


shi says:
well I am taking a bath and just jammin to the radio when this song comes on (see below in Reba post)...
shi says:
I start thinking about it...
shi says:
and what comes to mind...
shi says:
Aurthur...
shi says:
Guinevere... er however you spell that
shi says:
and then.... what comes to mind...
shi says:
Mary Magdeline
mom says:
interesting
shi says:
I got the thought that the whole camelot story came from the story of the life of Jesus
shi says:
does any of that make sense
mom says:
yes but Dad wants to hear it
shi says:
what
shi says:
?
mom says:
tell him more about these thoughtds
shi says:
Well
shi says:
I think about the show... obviously... and I have been thinking about it alot...
shi says:
but the song just sort of brought it all together...
shi says:
have you ever cheated on me,
shi says:
only in my mind.
shi says:
now camelot: Be it sin or not sin they betray me in their hearts and that is far sin enough.
shi says:
and he also says that he never wanted to be king...
shi says:
He just became king...
shi says:
She was lonely... and longing for love... as in my dream...
shi says:
He was out trying to set an example for his kingdom i.e. his flock.
shi says:
and she fell in love... perhaps she even did something wrong.
shi says:
She was found out
shi says:
brought to judgement.
shi says:
He still loves her... what can he do
shi says:
.... do you see the parallel
mom says:
yes. i think you should take this conversation to use your words in another blog
mom says:
you already have the song on there just add to it these other thoughts
shi says:
oh....
shi says:
so just cut and paste these thoughts to my blog
mom says:
check scriptures and the story to see if you notice any more parallels
mom says:
yes
shi says:
ok...
shi says:
But that might take a while
mom says:
all we have is time
mom says:
i have the big book
shi says:
big book?
silly darby says:
La Morte D'Arthur
shi says:
oh really... I had no idea
shi says:
the death of arthur
shi says:
ohhh
shi says:
what is it about...
mom says:
it's the complete unabridged illusrated edition of the Arthur story
mom says:
by sir thomas mallory
shi says:
wow... cool maybe could I borrow it
mom says:
yes but i'd like you to read Guinevere too, i have it
shi says:
two books... different sides of the story?
mom says:
two different perspectives
shi says:
gotcha
mom says:
whether it was Christ and the Magdalene or someone else, it is a parallel in which a person who is a king and queen might find themselves.
mom says:
and since we are to become queens and kings we too might
mom says:
and compassion is required


*Now just remember all of you out there these are just speculations.

It's a Reba night

Artist/Band: Reba McEntire
Lyrics for Song: Only In My Mind
Lyrics for Album: Greatest Hits


Oh on a park bench in the middle of July
We sat and watched the children play
If it was the heat or the noise
He didn't have too much to say

Then with a move of his eyes
A move that could have made the wind stand still
He took my hand in his and said the words
That I never will forget

He said have you ever cheated on me
Has there been someone else
Is there someone you love more than me
Someone you can't forget
If his memory is opened again
Let it be chased away by time
He said have you ever cheated on me
I said only in my mind

How can I tell him
The time we spent together
Was time between friends
There's just somethings I can talk about with you
That I can't just talk with him
How can I tell you
That somewhere in the cards it was meant for us to be
Why am I blushing in front of you now
Is it you or the heat

He said have you ever cheated on me
Has there been someone else
Is there someone you love more than me
Someone you can't forget
If his memory is opened again
Let it be chased away by time
He said have you ever cheated on me
I said only in my mind

Darling have you ever cheated on me
And I said only in my mind




And this song just seemed to make me think.....

No I have never cheated on you... not even in my mind..

Honey I will love you forever.

Camelot

We are running this show at my work. ( I work at a live theatre.) And every night I hear the same thing from some of the others that I work with.

"The king is spineless, and he whines..."

And each night that I hear this I want to say,

What is so spineless about a man who forgives his wife and his friend. He forgives their tresspasses. He holds to what he believes. He is trying to be a good man. And he truely loves them. He thinks of their pain. He doesn't just think of himself and how he is hurt. So he lets them go, because he cannot bear to see them die. Is this spineless? Or is this a good man?

It hurts me to see that my coworkers don't see this. They don't see what good he was fighting for. The inner struggle with the best man winning. The actor who plays the part is incredible for showing that part of the king. The part of the King who longs to be good and do good in the world.

I don't know maybe they cut the scenes that would have showed that clearer. But still the message comes thru. Are we just that thick headed that we can't see what is plainly before us?

New Life

It is a beautiful day! With a new addition to the family!

I have a new little nephew, named Gideon. He is just adorable. 5lbs and a couple of ounces. Just a sweet little spirit who has come to bring joy to this silly world. He is so small and so vulnerable. I look forward to watching him grow as I have watched his older brother grow. And I know he has a strong spirit with lots of stubborn life to him.

I love you so much little Gid.

And my prayers are with you and your family so that you will all grow strong and healthy in no time at all.

The Hurricane

Ok I know this is what everyone is talking about right now.... (probably)

But last night I had a thought. As I was watching the news I heard a story about a man who swam with his dog to get to safety and found out when he got there that he couldn't take his dog on the evacuation bus. So he was left behind because he wouldn't leave his friend, and probably the only thing he had left. I was touched. And I heard more stories about kids having there dogs taken out of their arms by policemen. I know this is probably necessary. But...
What is anyone doing about the animals that were displaced?

This was the question going through my head.

And then I checked my email today and behold what do I see an email from an animal adoption group, No More Homeless Pets, A Program of Best Friends Animal Society in Utah. I had volunteered there a little while back and since then have been getting updates on volunteer services that they need.

Anyways they are organizing an effort to get some 200 of the adoptable animals from the ruined shelters down there and try to adopt them out in Utah. Because the usable shelters that are down there need the room to put the displaced animals that had homes before the hurricane, so that thier families can pick them up.

They need help transporting them, they need someone to donate empty space to kennel the animals for a short term until the adoption, or people willing to foster the animals for a short time (the animals may need to be quarantined for a short while).

Any way I found that this maybe a way that I can help even though I have not much to give. This is wonderful. And it gives some hope to the animals.

I did that once....

So I went to watch the University Band that I marched in today. It is band camp week and I like to go watch them rehearse... And hopefully I get to see an old friend, who is still in the band.. But this year I didn't recognize any one.. Except my bro in law and his friends. And if any one there did recognize me, they didn't say anything to me. Only my bro in laws friend said hi. That made me at least a little happy. But I wish I could have seen someone there who I marched with. It just makes me feel even older when even the kids in the university band are all too new to know who I am. And I thought it was bad when there was no one in the High School band who knew me. Goodness....

But it still makes me kinda depressed thinking about how I loved to march and play. And I used to be there. I did that once. I loved it. And I miss the fun, excitment, and sheer joy that it gave me to perform at the games. I am sooo glad I did that, and hope that someday I will be in a band again.

Gifts

A gift is something from the heart,
I wish to give a gift,
I wish to give them joy,
I wish to give them happieness,
I wish to give them life.

I know they have love,
love from their family,
love from their friends,
And I know they have love from
Our Heavenly Father.

What kind of gift can give strength,
what can give hope,
what can give patience,
what can give freedom?

I wish I new.

The only thing I can do is pray.
I shall send my strength to you, my family,
in the form of prayer.

Dames

Well we started a new show at the theatre... 42nd Street...

Hmmm this show is interesting... Not much plot but kinda fun anyways.

Lots and lots of tapping. wow. My husband is working there with me. And that is lots of fun, I love having him there and being able to talk to him without a cell phone. Although I am sure the other people on headset don't really enjoy it.. Actually I think I bother him on headset too... Oh well I love him and I don't care if I am annoying people there. Anyways that is about what has been going on in my life for the past little while. ttyl

Being blind

What I want to know is why nobody ever told me that I was Legally blind without my contacts in...!

It makes me angry I have been like this for most of my life and no one told me.. They have all just said yes she can't see... mutter mutter grumble....

I have thought it for sometime but just sat down and made my husband look it up... and yes I am blind. I always used to joke about it... But I just need to vent about it... It seems that all doctors do this to me... They never tell me exactly what is wrong with me and I don't know why... It seems that they know what is wrong but they just don't want to tell me that this is what is wrong.. They will only tell me how to fix it... like stop drinking caffiene, stop eating so many mints, and stop eating spicy foods, then you will get better. And so on...

They just make me so angry. I just want to know straight out what my problems are so that I can fix them... Goodness. I hate having to find out for myself when others can just tell me. Grrrrrrrrrr

The vet.....

On monday of this week I was sent to take the cat and one of our dogs to the vet... much to my dismay and to the dismay of my two loving animals, they wouldn't let us in to see the vet. They just sent us away. Even though I know that they take walk ins and I was willing to sit and wait until the vet actually showed up. The lady at the desk refused to even entertain the thought.

So I set up an appointment for this afternoon. And had to round up the dog and the cat once again to get them to the vets after work. So get done with work at 3:30 and have to have the pets to the vet at 4:15...

Get there safely... Cat is freaking out because she get stressed out just leaving the front door. Much less getting put into a box and taken into the car then to that "bad place where they hurt her and scare her..." She gets seen first. She is very healthy, she weighs good and so on, they give her some shots and she is done... Feed her hairball food see if that takes care of her problem... Ok

Now onto the Ging, He says she has no masses, good, hmmmm she has a bit more weight on her than she should but it isn't unhealthy. wow she is going to be 10 yrs old this october. Give her the shots she needs. Now lets weigh her.... ohhh she walks right onto the scale no problems and she weighs in at 83.5 lbs... good girl! She has lost some weight since last time. Now lets give her some pills to see if it will help her get better. ewww she won't eat those, yucky.

Now to pay the bill and get these animals home.

Home safe and cat is out of the box and no where to be seen.

What a day.... And my weekend won't slow down a bit... oye!

movies

I like to watch movies..

yesterday I sat down and watched 3 movies in a row.

I first watched Gladiator, for the first time. It is a good movie, with quite the story. wow. But not quite what I needed right then. Way too much blood. So I needed to see some sort of comedy.

Off to the library. Next show to watch, my husbands choice... Harold and Maude. Hmmmm an interesting show with some very funny parts and yet it ends very very sad, with kind of a happy twist. Ok get mad at Stu, now on to the third and final movie of the evening...

Barefoot in the Park... a lovely movie with Robert Redford and Jane Fonda. I helped perform in the play version of this movie my senior year in high school (I was the sound coordinator). And I had never seen the movie before and thought that it may be a fun show to watch. And as I had suspected it was done perfectly. I loved the way Jane Fonda played her role. And I just loved the show.

But still I found that I was depressed after watching each of these movies. Goodness what am I to do. I go to bed, ponder these things and fall asleep. I can't remeber the dreams that came from it. Although I am sure that they were pretty weird.

caffiene

hmmmm I always forget....

Caffiene affects me more now that I don't drink it that often... I only drink it when I am really really tired and I have to drive or work.... machinery(ish). Anyways..... So I am just going to talk about nothing right now. I love my husband. He is a big help when it comes to computer stuffs.

I love my family and want to thank them for all of their support. I know I can be a little crazy and they don't all understand me at times. But hey can't everyone be like that. But seriously thanx for chatting with me mom. And dad I don't talk to just you all that often but I love you Daddio. You don't know how much it means to me to spend time with just you. I like driving you home I get some one on one time with you. Jared your testimony is amazing to me and I love to see how it is growing. And I love to see how you and your wife are getting along thru everything and I can't wait to see how your family gets along. I know that you are a kind and loving husband and father. And I know that your wife is a wonderful caring mother and wife. Thanx for the great role model for my own family. I look up to you guys and I am sooo jealous of the life you have. Mom I am thankful for everything you have taught me and for all that you continue to teach me. And thanx also for listening to me. I love talking to you. Thank you and I love you all.

Stu, I love you lots and I want to say thanx to you for loving me too. I know you are a wonderful guy and I don't know how to say what I feel soooo.... hugs and kisses to my sweetheart.

Sorry to everyone who didn't want to really read that I just thought I would let everyone know how I feel..... Have a great night and wish me luck.... I am going to try and sleep even though I have lots of energy from the caffiene right now.

Saxamaphone

Well I was able to play in a band yesterday. I was soooo nervous, I didn't know if I could play, if they would be forgiving, or anything of what to expect. But I calmed myself down on the drive out to my mom's town by listening to my favorite band, Sawyer Brown. I like their older stuff because they have saxophones in their band. Plus it is just great fun. And I love to sing along. So that helped me feel better. And thank heavens I practiced a bit before I went. Otherwise my chops would have not lasted nearly as long as they did.

Anyhow... we played for just about 3 hours... goodness... and since we had no drummer we were dragging the songs down alot... And that bugged some of the other players who were band directors... but tough they were not in charge and were not directing us. So what ever. but they played most of the songs kinda slow... I was worried that they would play them a bit faster but I guess that just came from the marching band and pep band experience up at college where we played everything superfast.

But I was able to keep up with the old people who had been playing for years... or decades or something. And so when we finished I was exausted... yet filled with tons of energy still... So I went home to calm down a bit and ended up going for a long walk with my mom. Which I haven't done in forever.

After the walk I headed home to my husband. When I got there I just crashed on my wonderfully comfortable bed (but that's another story). And had a few weird dreams... But after a day at work I have forgotten them... So I am not exactly sure what they were about or anything... So I won't even go there.

Goodnight world.

Candy

My family is in the business of making candy. Well at least my grandpa is. And I love to sell it for him. As he is away on vacation he has had need of other family members to keep the store open for him. And since my mom doesn't work he begged her to do it.

Today my mom couldn't make it up to the store, so I went. I really do enjoy being up there. Maybe more so when other people or family members are up there. It was quite lonely up there today. So in order to keep my spirits up I turned on some music that I like to sing along with. And played a bit loud but it got people to come down to our side of the mall if only to see where the noise was coming from. But most people enjoyed it or they didn't say anything to me about singing soooo... oh well.

But I was there for about 2 and a half hours... It started out pretty promising with about 4 or 5 sales in a row. Though they were only 1-3 dollar sales. It was better than nothing. But as the hours progressed I only ever did make those 1 dollar or 3 dollar sales and after about 4pm no one wanted to buy it they all just wanted to taste. So I got discouraged and decided to close up the store... Oh well I still like to go up there and try to sell the yummy delicious fudge of my family.

Oye oye oye

goodness gracious....

I forget how much it takes to play the saxophone....

After not playing for about 6 months... and then picking it up again.... wow!

How tired you get after just a half hour. But then you remember how you feel after playing and the effects of playing just get addicting.

I can breathe a bit better. And oxygen in your lungs can be quite invigorating and even though I am tired I feel like dancing. Or running or just having fun.

Thanx mom for making me get that wonderful thing out to practice. I will have to do that some more though if I want to play in a band again.

I like to cook

I don't cook very often... as I don't have my own kitchen. But I love to cook.

It doesn't matter what... But my favorite thing to cook would have to be dessert. But honestly as long as I can make something that other people will like to eat. I like to cook it.

Some of my Grandmothers have figured this out. I have one who likes to have family bring over food every once in a while when we get together. And she always askes me to bring a dessert... whether it be cookies or whatever. And I love to do it. Another Grandma is always wanting me to come over and bake with her. She lives across the street so this isn't too difficult. However I can rarely find the time. But this last sunday I did find the time. And I helped her make some cheesecake... we cheat a little we do use the boxed recipes on some things. Such as cheesecake and regualr cakes. But people still love to eat these foods... So why not it is a bit easier.

But as I have gotten older I have found that I like to cook things even without boxed recipes. And I have gathered more and more wonderful recipes from people. I still haven't made them all yet. But I don't have my own kitchen sooo it is a little difficult to make these recipes, especially when then fam (in-laws) don't like to try new things to often.

Anyways Cooking is fun.

laundry

ok I consider myself to be fairly picky about how I want my laundry done.

But time and again I find that I am not that picky and there are others out there who feel even stronger than me about how they want their laundry done.

Wow I talked to a friend of mine today... and goodness I found out that I was doing my laundry all wrong. I mean how can I live without fabric softener... or without using more expensive detergent... Arm and Hammer.... goodness that is sooooo cheap.

But I am doing a few things right... Like getting my clothes all the way dry.... and using 2 sheets of bounce... Weird

I don't think I have ever had such an in depth conversation about laundry... But I guess however you do your laundry can me a touchey subject... even if it is a silly one... Have a great evening

King Aurthur

So I had another dream...

This time I started the dream out as a little girl around the age of 10 or so maybe a little younger. I was being raised by a woman who was not my mother. We lived in a large house. Everything there was white (I didn't see much details in the house, I guess that wasn't important).

As time passed and I grew older I seemed to skip years and all of the sudden I was about 16 or 17. Still living in this same large house with this same woman. When our house came under attack. It was an army sent out to kill King Aurthur's wives. Well the woman I was with seemed confused and frightened. But she knew they were going to kill her. For she was King Aurthur's wife and they wanted to start a war with him... So what a better way to do this than kill the women he loved. So she grabbed me and we ran for the back door to escape.

Soon I began to lead the way because we were running down the huge backyard of gardens. As I turned around I knew that we were leaving the castle. King Authur was away on a trip somewhere, you know taking care of his kingdom and such. But the woman his wife became confused and wondered as to why I was so afraid for my life. So as we were running through this huge garden I began to tell her.

"Well you know I am his second wife." I said. She replies, "I am his one and only wife, how can you be his wife?" "Well of course you know, don't you? You were there you said it was okay, you were at the ceremony..." "I never saw anything like that happen..."

Ok I saw that this was going nowhere... and it was usless to argue the fact that she knew that he had more than one wife. You see I had been given to the king as a gift, my father gave me to the king as a young child, in order to one day become the king's wife. So he and his wife raised me as their own child. My name was Guenevere. I had wed the king, but the king did not really love me. He of course loved his first wife the most and truly wanted his family to be with her. I was only there because he needed me to be his wife. So therfore he never truly came to me.

(All of this past history I just knew had happened, it never really played out for me)

When we reached the bottom of the hill I saw a knight, Lancelot. I knew it was him but I didn't see him very clearly. He told us to run further and pointed in another direction. He would stall the army and help us to get further away to safety.

As I ran past him... I knew that I loved him. And he loved me. He truly loved me for the person I was and not the position that I could give him. Unlike my husband, the king, because Aurthur only truly loved his first wife and couldn't find it in him to truly love me in the way that I needed to be loved. And that is why I went to Lancelot. And we just kept running.

This dream was a short dream so it didn't go into much detail with scenery or what things looked like. I had woken up at 7:30 to call my work and they told me to call back at nine. So I fell back to sleep and had this dream... I was woken up by my cat who jumped on the bed to say Wake up you need to call work again... It was nine on the dot when she did that. But it took a few moments for me to realize what had happened. It was a different dream than the previous dreams, because of the lack of background details. But it also had more just known details as if I was actually inside her mind. And I knew what she had gone through in her life.

Weird

Weather

It's a funny thing the weather.....

What to expect and when to expect it. And yet it always gives us people something to talk about... Whether we talk about it as something good or something bad. Why does it always seem to be a curse or a blessing? A curse if it is too hot or too cold. Too wet or too dry. Personally I like to look for the best in the weather. I love the rain... it is so calming but yet if there is too much rain it can get depressing... so there for I love the sun as well. It can be soooo calming to just sit and relax in the sunlight.

I love to sunbath... especially after a very bad day at work... you know you've had them... The days when everyone seems to think that you are stupid and don't really know what you are doing.... And how do you get them to stop... you don't you just continue to try and smile... hopefully you will have someone stop by and tell you how wonderful you are... and they can really make you smile... But if that doesn't seem to happen I find that it helps a bit to lay in the sun and just breathe the fresh air.

But yet I digress...

My job relies on the weather... you know when you wash vehicles for a living if it rains you have no work.... And that can be a very bad thing. Although most every one seems to think that it will definitly rain tomorrow... And my Aunt is in town.... I would like to visit with her, we always have fun when we visit... Also my bro needs me to help him out with a peice of business tomorrow...

So the question today seems to be.....

Should I pray for rain...? Or should I pray for work...?

Computers

They are silly things. Sometimes you hate them.... they take too much of your time. Other times you can't pry yourself away from them.

What makes them sooo addictive. I have a feeling that it is the escape from reality that makes you want to be on the computer.

See I play this game... Everquest 2

If you have never heard of it.... Then you are out of things a bit... It is a huge online game. Set in a fantasy world... Where you can be just about anything you want to be... Of course you have to pay for the use of the server... and you have to set up your character and stuff...

Anyways I play a Dark elf Brigand... That is like a rogue but sooo much cooler... And all I do is try to level up my character... Because I have friends who play and they play much more than me so their character is a higher level than me and it is difficult to play with friends that have higher levels. Unless they mentor you but that is a whole nother story. But in this game you can hunt things you can become an artisan, you can be a bard and sing or you can just sell items. It doesn't matter. And you can just have fun with it. I prefer to just hunt things and get money and more levels... As you get higher in levels it becomes more difficult to level up. So it is also very challenging that way. But also there is a huge world to explore and I haven't even explored a 3rd of it. So you can see how addicting this can become.

But the reason this can be bad is because when you get into this world real time disappears and you forget what needs to be done... i.e cleaning the house, eating, or when you have to leave for work... This is not a good thing. So you must learn to control your time on the computer. So arguements don't happen... But eventually they will and then you stop playing for a bit... And then you start up again and the old habits reappear... no good just need to learn to control yourself and everything will be good.

Just clean before getting on the computer and all will be well.

And that is my ranting for the day.

Blogging...

Well I never thought I would ever set up a blog.

I didn't think I would ever have anything to say that anyone else would like to read. But after much persuading and listening to my family talk about what was going on with their blogs, I decided to give it a try. So for anyone who doesn't know me... Here is a little about myself...

I am 22 yrs old.

Married to a wonderful, goofy husband.

As of right now we live in my inlaws basement.

We have no children, yet.

We have a placostomus fishey that lives with my inlaws turtle.. At least I hope he is still living there I haven't seen him in a bit.

Other than that we don't technically have any pets... Although I love animals... My inlaws however have 3 dogs, a cat, and a turtle. The cat tends to like us best... but she is very tempermental and kinda crazy. And the dogs I just claim because I do.

I work 2 jobs so I may not update this blog as much as I would like to.

My husband goes to school and will be done in a year! With 2 degrees!

So life for me is really just begining...

That is me for right now... don't have much to talk about just yet...

Have an excellent day!

Dreams

Well I have been told and told and told, by everyone.... my husband, my mom, and my dad...
Write down your dreams... you never know what they could mean. So ok here goes. Hope this all makes sense.

Dream 1:
It begins when me and my husband are driving up this really big hill. As we start driving up the hill I see waves and waves of brown water coming towards us. It knocks over the huge semi trucks in front of us. But amazingly the water does not bother our little car.The reason we are driving up this hill and must reach the top is because our parents are up there. ( I don't know why both of our parents would be up there but anyways) We reach the top.
His parents give us 2 new cell phones. My husband proceeds to try to make mine work... It won't turn on. We need this phone to work. My parents are with us and trying to get this phone to work as well. The cell phone looks like this: it has a pda on one side and a face of a calculator on the other. You can dial the phone numbers with the side that looks like a calulator. I still can't figure out how to talk into it... Needless to say we never got the silly phone to work.
As we continue to get this phone to work our neighbors are trying to get away from this flood that is still raging around our house at the top of the hill. As they try to drive out into the scarey water with their van pulling there boat. They drive into the side of my parents Van/suv. Not denting the SUV but just scratching along the side. Making a really loud scratching sound. We were alarmed but not to terribly worried about it.
Soon I find myself in a mall type area, maybe inside of a store that has a couple of different venders in it. I am selling some sort of product that is made by my family. And I am in charge of the store. While right next to me is a man who is selling glass products. I know this man, he is an old family friend, a glassblower. ( A wonderful friend whom I haven't seen in many years) However this man then proceeds to teach me about symbolism.
And this dream comes to an end.

The next night
Dream 2:

Again this dream starts out with me driving around in my car. Only this time there is no water. But the hood of my car goes up in flames. Just the hood nothing else. I don't know what I did but I think I just turned the car off and the strange flames just stopped burning. Whew I don't need to worry about that anymore.
I go to turn on the car again, and this time.... BOOM!!!!! My car exploded! (Hmmmmm never had that happen before)
Startled I wake up in a hospital room... I am not to badly injured I just feel abit shorter than normal. My husband comes to me and takes me to an animal shelter. We had lost 2 of our dogs, I don't know how I think they were in the car with me. Anyway they had died. So I was to pick out for myself a new dog. Somehow I found this beautiful Wolf-like dog. He was big and fluffy and about to be put to sleep. I had to save him no one else wanted him he was to mean for other families. But he loved me, I didn't necessarily choose him, I think he chose me.
Anyways I go back to the hospital room... I don't think I was supposed to leave, even though I didn't feel wounded or sick. So instead I went out for a walk around this huge hospital with my beautiful wolf dog.
Then I woke up.

The very next evening.
Dream 3:

We start out the dream by purchasing a house. A small house by the ocean. But not just my husband and I, we buy the house along with our siblings and their spouses. ( i.e. my brother, his wife, my sister in-law, her husband) And we all moved into this fairly small house on the beach.
Not only to the 3 couples move in but my brother has two children, and they move in as well as our 3 dogs: Ginger, Dolly, and Scout. In 6 of the rooms we have queen beds. These are small rooms so they only have about the room for a queen bed and nothing else. There is a bathroom one each floor but there is only 2 floors. So only 2 bathrooms but this didn't bother us. The dogs were to be kept in the basement with a stairway that lead up to a little grassy area out side... because of course dogs can't be just kept in the basement, especially these dogs.
The back door lead directly out to the ocean. Right down the sandy hill lay the beautiful turquoise of the turbulent sea. Apparently we lived on the harbour and occationally we would see large boats docked behind our house.
One morning I awoke and saw no boats out there, so I went to go and swim in the waters down there. As I stepped to the backyard I found several people digging up the sand from below my house. Just taking it away as if it didn't or shouldn't be there. I then got a little perturbed, I asked them what they were doing to my property. They said they were going to build a stage there for people to perform on. I promptly told them no they were not building a stage there. As I turned around I found that a very large backhoe sitting on the ground above my house and as the roof of my house went into the ground it was sitting ontop of my house. I then got more angry.... I walked up to where the backhoe was and found that a large carnival was being set up in my front yard...
Ok this is not happening I said to myself. So I proceed to the ticket both where I see two young gentlemen standing. I ask them where I might find the manager or owner of this carnival. ( So that I may rip his head off) The young man begins to try and solve my problem. But I know that this is not a problem that can be solved by this kid and I tell him more firmly that I need to speak to the owner. Well he meanders about with his words and Finally by the time that I am infuriated he says that he will take me to the owner.
So I am now walking around following the young man to the owner. But does this kid take you directly to the owner, no, he startes walking around in circles. He stops to help a coworker, and he then sits down to talk. I stand there with my arms folded tight. Glaring my best glare. The kid doesn't even look at me until I yell, "Owner NOW!". Ok so he begins to walk again. And this situation repeats itself, I don't know how many times.
Finally after hours of him trying to get me distracted so that I forget what I need to speak to the owner about, but only resulting in gettime me Incredibly infuriated the kid takes me to the owners office.
I walk in and see that the owner is on the phone. Ok I will wait. Standing there I wait as the owner has a very lengthy conversation on the phone... he acts as if he can't see me. He ends the phone call. And continues to act as if he doesn't see me and he asks the kid if his work is done the kid says no, and sits at his desk next to the owner. Not saying one word about me, I watch a bit of this happen and finally...
I smack my hands down onto the desk and begin to scream at the owner... How dare you think you can get away with this I own this land and you are going to destroy my house!! I I then proceed to blow up as all of this rage had been building in me from the time I saw the sand being removed from underneath my house.
The picture of the sand being gone from beneath my house just kept flashing across my mind. And I know how dangerous it is when the sand gets taken away. Thus they are going to ruin my house and make it no longer safe for me to live in and I cannot have this happen.
Then I think to myself.... oh no I turned off the alarm clock... what time is it... am I late for work... And I wake up.

So those are my most recent perplexing dreams. What should I take from them if anything. I don't know. Maybe they are just a bunch of mixed up emotions. Or maybe there is something to be learned from them.... All I know is a house built on sand can never last... the sand will move and the house cannot stand firm... this is why we must build our houses on stone and rock... Solid foundations that never move. Not with wind or water.


How do we find these solid foundations?