Was That My Ex–Weird Dreams

This so goes beyond the pope in the last weird dream that I blogged about.

It started out that my sister and I were driving… somewhere after work. We decided to stop at this weird boat landing to collect little fish for my fish tank. I’ve done that for real where I live with my nephews and my son. She parked the car right on the boat ramp and while I’m doing whatever I’m doing I notice that the car is rocking a bit. (get your minds out of the gutter) I notice that the brake isn’t on so I jump in and pull the emergency brake. After that I help pull in a boat that was stuck and I notice that The car is almost completely submerged. Apparently it was a tidal river. I jump back in praying that it’ll start. It does and I drive it completely out of the river and a little ways up the road. When I get out I see a little water hole that is just inside the edge of the woods. I take my little bucket and quickly scoop up with larger fish that had gotten caught in it. There’s also a tinny alligator that had been caught in it. Just before the entire little pool drained I get the last fish out and set the baby alligator free in the river.

The next part of my dream was really odd, even compared to that. There were two people in a van of some sort with a drink machine in the back. There was some lesson being taught to the driver but the details are really fading.

The next part is more complete is not odder in its own way. I was in the middle of some sort of court hearing against some obscenely rich guy who had been abusing his employees. One older woman in particular was in the case while the rest of the staff was backing her up. She won the case and a group of us left after some guy had seen a monkey that really meant something at the time. It felt like a family group in some sort of spy ring movie or something. With me there was this older guy who gave the orders, some other girl a little bit younger than me, and my ex (my real life ex). Some how I didn’t know he was my ex until later.

Okay, apparently the boss guy is being bribed or something and in order to catch the bad guy the plan was made to lower the money into the room in question while I went downstairs to catch him. I get there and the room is empty. I quickly run back upstairs and see the boss guy and my ex standing in front of a wall holding a string. I laugh at them as tell them that they’d been had. That was the point when I knew the other guy with me was my ex. Next we’re in some sort of living area getting ready to eat dinner. At some point I’m sitting next to the table moving things and my ex leans down and whispers in my ear.

"You didn’t have to tell my dad I was in on it," he whispered. I get this instant memory of some sort of prank or surprise party planned for his father. I don’t say anything, I only grinned. And he kissed me. I can remember my eyes widening in surprise as I looked up at him. He whispered something about that’s what I get or something. And I woke up. So weird…

My ex doesn’t read my blog does he?

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Was That The Pope? – Weird Dreams

I had the oddest dream a couple hours ago, but the pope didn’t show up in it until halfway through.

It started out in this place where I was with a very cute ex-manager of mine and his family. I think my sister that work’s with me may have been there too, but I don’t remember that part very well anymore.

I don’t quite remember where the first setting was at, but I do remember that it was in a place with other people, even though they had no impact on the dream. For some reason we were cooking on a grill, inside whatever building it was. I was offering to cooking a box of hamburgers that were good, but had an odd vegetable look to them. Those of you that know me know that I am very much in favor of eating meat, but that isn’t the limit to the oddness of the dream. I was called away from the immediate area of the cute ex-manager and his family, not sure why but when I came back it was to find that they had cooked real hamburgers and that someone had said that they’d fix them next time. From there it went to a scene of a funeral. There was no casket in evidence, there was only a "feeling" of funeral in the air if you know what I mean. I don’t know who’s it was, or at least I hope I don’t. I can’t remember who wasn’t there, but I do remember there being several people from work being there, including me, my sister, and the same group from the first part of the dream. I remember walking down the center aisle of a church. At the front of the church there was a seating section that held most of the people from the first part of the dream. I remember being uncertain whether I was to sit with them or not, so I sat halfway down the church. It was an odd sort of stadium seating. There were a mixture of marble style bench seating with these large heavy wooden chairs. Something you would expect to see in a King Arthur movie. I sat halfway up, just behind a large square column and my sister sat higher up against the wall.

Just after sitting down my sister started saying something and I remember trying to shush her several times because she was really loud. Eventually she told me that she wasn’t being loud. I told her that the marble on the walls made for better acoustics which made her voice louder.

After that one of my old coworkers spoke up about something, I could be wrong, but I think it was something about having had a hard time getting off from work. After came the last thing I remember before waking up. This man leaned to the side, just peeking out from the column and said that he was glad it wasn’t because he’d have a hard time making it overseas during the week. I remember leaning to the side a bit and seeing this man, not terribly old, laying in a bed and surrounded by attendants. I can just remember being surprised that the pope was there.

Now here’s the funny part, this guy wasn’t any pope that I remember out of the history of the church. He kind of looked like the Master from the Doctor Who series in the last few episodes. He didn’t look anything like the pope, I just “knew” that he was the pope.

Have you guys had any odd dreams lately?