For those keeping track at home, this would be 3*

I woke up with such a fright, I couldn't get back to sleep for hours.

In my dream, my dad and I drive a school bus to a hospital to pick up twin boys who are friends of the family. Dad kept the bus running and I went inside to retrieve them. My sister met me inside but we couldn't find the boys anywhere. We looked down the atrium to the main floor and we could see Data from Star Trek fighting off zombies with a phaser. We jumped down three flights to help with only a barbed wire fence to break our fall. I'm not sure what Mary was using but I was fighting off the zombies with my mom's letter opener.

This morning after church I told the twins and their brother about my dream. They were super jealous that I have such awesome dreams.


*This is my third zombie related dream. Others include Zombie Grandma and Zombie Apocalypse. Technically my dream about the Count from Sesame Street attacking was a continuation of a dream about the Zombie Apocalypse but since there were no zombies in the dream I don't count that one.

Witchy Woman

I can't believe I never blogged about this dream that happened back when I lived up North:

I am driving on the highway between Saskatoon and Regina late at night. On either side of road is fields of wheat. The sky is clear and the moon is full. The radio is playing what sounds like two different songs at once. I turn down the radio and realize that there is very loud music coming from outside. I pull over on the shoulder and get out of the car. I can hear the song "Witchy Woman" coming from the wheat field to my left. I'm puzzled since there is only wheat fields and empty highway as far as I can see.

I start making my way through the chest height wheat towards the music. I notice the ground is aglow up ahead and realize there is a tunnel opening. I make my way down the tunnel to a cave and discover a surprise birthday party for Eric Clapton. There is a boxing ring in the centre of the cave where Queen is performing with a new teen-aged lead singer. Oh, I forgot the mention that the party was being thrown by Mexican Wrestlers. Suddenly we are all overcome with tiredness and fall asleep.

The end.

One Bad Dream Ah Ah Ah

I'm starting doubt my father's theory that my recent nightmares have to do with watching too many scary movies. Last night I dreamt I was attacked by The Count outside my grandparents' barn.

All I remember from my dream

is Ky punctuating everything she said with "hut cha CHAAA".

Ugh, more nightmares

Two nights ago, after I wrote my last blog post about nightmares, I was too tired to remember my dreams. So what made me wake up in a cold sweat early this morning? Zombie apocalypse*. I will spare the very gruesome** details but you didn't know who was a zombie until they attacked. The only other non-zombie was a female chef I didn't like*** and we had to learn to work together.







*Interesting Janny stat: this is the 6th zombie related post. Might explain a few things.
** I accidentally typed gruelsome the first time.
*** Not a real person but the chef part was integral to her skill set in my dream.

Inconsolable

I'm tired and I'm discouraged. Part of it is frustration from school. Part of it is feeling very unattractive. Part of it is feeling left behind and left out. Part of it is being frustrated that I'm sick so often. The worst of it is sometimes my best efforts aren't good enough. I need a good sleep. I don't know if it is all the anti-histamines I've been taking but I've had nightmares 3 nights in a row:

The first night, I dreamt I woke up and there was a child standing by my bed watching me sleep. In my dream I didn't believe it was actually happening so I forced myself awake.

The next night, I dreamt there was a dragon attacking my house. I was a hobbit and I ran down to my cellar to hide. There were all these other hobbits in my cellar and they appointed me king. As king, it was my job to get rid of the dragon. Just as I was going up the stairs of the cellar, the dragon came crashing into my house. His head got a little stuck in the cellar door so I cut off his hand and slashed his throat before he could get free. I then stabbed him in the heart to make sure he was dead. The cellar was filling up with his blood and we all ran towards the small window to escape. Then I woke up.

Last night I hiked to the top of a really steep hill. I was taking pictures and the hill started shaking. The hill was an active volcano that was starting to erupt. I ran down the hill as fast as I could. As I reached the bottom I turned around to watch lava start pouring down the sides. I wasn't watching where I was going and I tripped. Then I woke up.

Even though I woke up terrified, thinking about me being the dragon slaying king of the hobbits is making me laugh. You see this ridiculous brain I'm dealing with? If only I could get it to figure out how fast water is flowing between concentric pipes (AKA fluid mechanics question that made me cry).

Classic Janny: Cowboy, Ninja, Bear Explained

Not only will you find rules to Cowboy, Ninja, Bear but also the variation Chuck Norris, Chuck Norris.

The same weekend I learned Cowboy, Ninja, Bear I dreamed I could use fanny packs for time travel.

Into the Mind of Janny: Part II

For a review of Part I

Dreamed last night my university professor was trying to convince me to be a surrogate mother for him. He always wanted to have children but had never been able to get pregnant. I didn't want to but he would not take no for an answer. He walked in on me when I was in the shower to talk to me about it again. He had taken things too far; I held the slide doors shut and screamed for help. I could see Slash outside in the hallway looking for towels in the linen closet but he couldn't hear me over the steam. I screamed louder and then Slash and Snoop Dogg came to my rescue*. When I woke up, I thought the strange part was the shower had sliding doors.





*Obviously.

Into the Mind of Janny

I have been having wacked out dreams in the last week.

* BBQ at Dolly Parton's interrupted by a sea monster in the lake. Fleeing for our lives in a 1986 Astro Caravan (obviously what Dolly Parton would drive).

* Upon meeting Madonna at the grocery store, insisting to show her my Grade 9 PE dance routine. I couldn't remember it but kept on dancing.

*My uncle and his friends playing laser tag with corn dogs. I could not convince them it wouldn't work. They claimed since the corn dogs had extra long sticks, it would. They proved me wrong.

I am so lame...

I dreamed I was playing Scrabble last night.

I'm a Strange Person with Strange Dreams

Ok, try yelling "Go away!" without moving your tongue. That is what I awoke to very early this morning.

I dreamt that the Calgary LRT was now a cross Canada railway. My sister and I boarding for our trip and security would not let anyone board the train with food. All the passengers were very upset because they had just bought powdered lemon filled doughnuts at Tim Hortons (which you had to pass through to get to the train). Security was insistent that no food be brought aboard because someone had been littering small styrofoam plates all over the train. Everyone quickly ate their doughnuts before boarding.

As my sister and I board the train, all the other passengers were my former homeroom class. We were having a difficult time walking to our train car since the floors were made of rolling metal rods to combat littering (obviously). We eventually make our way to our sleeper car and quickly fell asleep.

I awoke (in my dream) to two shadowy figures, sporting ball caps and long ponytails, dumping garbage bags full of styrofoam plates all over the floor. I was too tired to get up to stop them so with all my might I shout "Go away!" without moving my tongue. I shouted so loud I woke myself up for real. It was 6:15am (prime-time for chumps to wake up).

This is second time in my life that I have woken myself up by shouting in my sleep.

Where's Shaun when you need him?

Mom, you may not want to read this one. Trust me, you'll only raise your eyebrows and worry about your oldest daughter.

Last week, I had a dream that my sister and I had to share a room with the body of my recently deceased grandma the night before the funeral. My sister and I were on bunk beds (Me on the top and Mary on the bottom, just like old times) and grandma was laying on a single bed across the room. In the middle of the night grandma got out of bed. Mary was so freaked out she jumped onto the top bunk. We stayed as still as possible so "zombie grandma" would not see us. (I woke up after she left the room. I cannot verify if she was actually a zombie).

Like I was not freaked out enough that I had to attend my grandma's viewing.

Life Rants

Why do I keep on having dreams about over sleeping and missing work? On the weekend I dreamed that I was sleepy during my prep period so I decided to close my eyes for a couple minutes. In my dream I woke up at home in my bed 4 days later. I'm so tired these days even in my dreams I am sleepy.

I have come to the conclusion that Calgarians talk big but are really big wusses. For the past couple days it has been between -20 and -30C. Not a big deal for a girl from Saskatchewan but for anyone else, it gets below -5C and they don't know how to cope. The kids were trying to convince the principal to call a weather day. YOU LIVE IN CANADA YOU IDIOTS, DEAL WITH IT! I do admit it is harder to drive in Calgary than most places in Saskatchewan. When I was on my way home last night (a trip that took me 1:45) and there were lots of cars that couldn't get up hills on the slippery roads.

An add to my story yesterday about putting the plug on my block heater: my landlord did it wrong. When I woke up on Monday it started like it wasn't even plugged in. I think something was loose because the plug fell right off. Late last night I drove my car around so it would start in the morning.

Into the Mind of Janny

I had a dream that I was Veronica Mars two nights ago. It was just like it was a continuation of the show, I was on the same case as her and it even had an end of show cliffhanger. I don't want to describe the case I was working on because I don't want to spoil anything for people that haven't seen the real show.

I was given a tip there was a clue in a locker in the girls' change room. I was trying to vindicate someone who had been falsely accused of a crime. The locker didn't actually belong to anyone and I had to use cryptology to open the lock (although I don't know why I just didn't cut the lock). Seconds before the person was arrested, I found my clue . For some reason the male football coach arrested a boy in the girls' change room. I don't know why either of them were there but it made sense in my dream. The other strange part was that the change room had no exterior walls. ANYWAY, the coach wouldn't listen to me about the evidence I found so I headbutted him in the back. He continued to walk away then collapsed a couple yards away. I shouted to the crowd that had formed for the perp walk, "Hey, all I did was head butt him!" Then fade to black.

Strange Dream

Last night I had a dream that I was staying in a hotel suite with Ky and Amanda. Suddenly about 50 people I know came over just about the time we were going to check out and no one would leave. People upstairs were filling out forms for Canada Post. The room was completely silent becuase people had to concentrate so hard. I went downstairs and there was a bunch of guys watching a movie called 28 27 29 (not a real movie just a made up one in my dream). A lot of the movies weren't labeled so I got a marker and started guessing what movie it was. The guys got mad it me for that. I told you it was a strange dream. All though it is not as strange as dream I had about playing beach volleyball with my sister, parents and elderly grandmother.

Small Town Wedding

I went to my cousin's wedding in small town this weekend. For me, this wedding will be known as the time my plate slipped, flipped over and dumped the entire contents into the serving tray of mashed potatoes.

After the wedding, a bunch of people went over to a relatives house and played games (including several rounds of Mafia). We had a pretty good time.

Last night I had the craziest dream. Since we had playing games for the whole evening, I dreamed some one taught us this game where every starts with play money and we need it to complete certain tasks for the game. One of the tasks was time travel. There were two ways we could time travel: sit around the kitchen table or wear fanny packs. I told people about it at breakfast this morning. The guys had not arrived yet and the moment they walked in my cousin yelled, "Janice had a dream about fanny packs last night." She didn't even give them a chance to say hello.

What is a girl to do?

This morning my roommate(s) leaving the house woke me up way earlier than I needed to being getting up. I realize that had been dreaming about playing beach volleyball against my grandma who is 89. I also dreamt about an invention that is a volleyball net and it keeps the sun out of your eyes. Wait and see; it will be the new thing just like the Lemon Law for first dates.
Anyway, thinking about my dream made me wake up to a point where I could not get back to sleep. Do you know what does not help some get to sleep? Listening to Heart’s Barracuda. Trust me it does not help one bit but it is my own fault.

That is the story why there has been two posts before breakfast on Janny's blog.