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weave me a hat

I had about 500 dreams last night but here's one I can remember: I dreamt I got a hair weave. I took some medication that was going to make my hair fall out--at least, some of it. So Sean cut off most of my hair underneath and left a short thin layer on top. For some reason, this was the best thing to do. Then, he weaved in the fake hair and it looked so obvious and ridiculous, especially with the mere wisps of hair I had left. I spent the remainder of the dream looking for good hats around the house that I could wear, noting I couldn't wear my gray one (that i have in real life) because it was getting so hot outside (also true). I was getting frustrated that I couldn't find a decent baseball cap.

I like when my consciousness seeps into my subconsciousness a little bit. The conscious/logical part of my brain sometimes questions things happening like, "wait a minute... this can't be real..." but the subconscious always, ALWAYS wins. "Shut up, YOU!" it says and my consciousness cowers away and the ridiculousness ensues.

I Only Date Royalty

Last night I dreamt that I was on a date with Prince William, Ashley with Prince Harry, and we doubled. Except it was kind of awkward because my parents were there, sitting on the couch between us couples, and we were all watching a movie. At first, Wills and I got on pretty well, and then I think he started to annoy me.

What does this mean? That I consider myself a princess? Or that I am determined to one day be queen? Or, does this dream serve as a reminder that you don't have to marry royalty in order to be treated that way? (Awww... :) )

Anger Management

Last night in my dream I was FEROCIOUSLY angry. I mean, I blew my lid. I was grabbing glasses and shattering them on the hard floor. I'm not sure what this means.. that I have a lot of pent up anger and this is how I deal with it? Not bad, quite cathartic. One thing that made me laugh though was the thing that I did when i had hit my limit. The absolute worst thing I could think of: I snatched Sean's glasses off his face and hid them outside in the bushes. Ha ha. Oh Jen. You've done it now...

Question: Why was i intent on destroying glasses? Do I subconsciously abhor and/or resent them? Why?

Strawberry Parties

Last night I dreamt that both Brooke and my sister Ashley were having strawberry parties (unbeknownst to one another) and I faced the awful dilemma of having to decide which one to go to. What is a strawberry party, you ask? I have no idea, but they both bought cool small jewelry boxes in the shape of strawberries. They were very ornate, some sparkley. One was larger and purple. I think mine was an actual strawberry that had hinges on it. Ashley gave it to me and I was touched she'd think to give me the weird one.


On an unrelated note: The shirt I'm wearing smells like an old lady. No offense to old ladies. I didn't say it was a good or bad smell, just an observation i have made.

St. Louis

I dreamt last night that Sean and I moved to St. Louis. And we LOVED IT. We were pleasantly surprised by all the many wonderful things one can do there. We lived right by the river where you could tube down in the summertime. We also lived close to a Walmart which made us over-the-top ecstatic. Sad. And, the mountains were gorgeous. Now, I'm fairly certain there aren't mountains in St. Louis, aka "Gateway to the midwest." But oh well... the St. Louis in my dreams has mountains.

I'm not sure what this dream means. Either it's a message that we should move to St. Louis, or it's a tribute of some kind to Sean's parents who recently packed up and moved to St. Louis. Either way, one way or another, I'll see YOU at

Last night I had a dream John Krasinski (Jim from The Office) was over at my house, found out it was my birthday, and asked if he could take me out and do something special for it. That was a good dream....