the Hippo Brigade

Dreaming of Leprechauns and Girl Fights

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December 27, 2007

Last night I dreamt. This is normal. I dream fantastical crazy dreams every night, and sometimes if they’re noteworthy, I’ll nudge my completely-dreamless-but-sleeping-nonetheless husband awake. I did this when I dreamt that all my teeth fell out and then a leprechaun came to eat them. And when I dreamt that my newborn baby was in the bed and tangled in the sheets. And I woke him up when I came up with Berlyn’s name.
Last night’s dream wasn’t cause to wake my sick husband, but interesting nonetheless. I dreamt that I went to my friend Melinda’s house for a party. It was her parent’s house, and they had just redone the crown moulding–might I just say, it looks fantastic. There were random people from high school there, like Taylor Kay Cahill and Jennifer Larson. I wore my brown bathing suit, naturally. We were all having a good time taking turns walking on the celling when Melinda and I got into a fight. Then it turned physical and we were throwing punches, or maybe it was just hair pulling. Someone yelled “GIRL FIGHT!” and suddenly we had an audience. We were both laughing at the silliness our fight had caused, but kept fighting because we both had a point to prove, and let’s face it, violence is the answer. Finally I pulled pepper spray out of some mystical pocket (remember, I’m still wearing my brown one piece), and sprayed her eyes. Immediately afterward I felt awful, and I was sent home by her dad…I didn’t even get to have a cupcake.
I always think about my dreams after I wake up and wonder what they mean. But this one seems dark…and a little lesbianic. Do I have resentment towards my dear friend Melinda? Do I want to put crown moulding up in my house? Do I even look good in a one piece?

To Melinda: I feel terrible for spraying you in the face. I hope you can forgive me, and maybe I can still get that cupcake?