Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
I found the remote control for the TV. It had been missing since Thursday and I thought I would die without it. Before I went to sleep Wednesday night, I remember putting it in the console on the couch, but that was another of my vivid dreams because it was actually stuck inside the couch on the opposite side from the console.
Saturday afternoon I took a nap and dreamed Favorite Young Man picked me up and drove me to North Carolina to meet his significant other. We'll call her K. In Dreamland, it takes only a couple of minutes to go from Jacksonville, Florida, to North Carolina.
Yes, I am in touch with FYM––from a distance. I am very proud of him and the hard work he's done to stay clean and sober. I have also spoken to K, who is great. She is the one who tracked me down so FYM and I could get in touch. I had emailed him a couple of times but he had changed his email so he didn't know I was looking for him and was willing to lift the restraining order that had been in place for four years.
So in the dream I met K and they had a large cake on their table. Then we went to a church reception hall where elderly couples were seated at tables. Each table had a cake on it. The old people told FYM and K it was time for them to get married and they needed to choose one of the cakes for their wedding (a bunch of nosy, pushy folks). At this point, the dream ended.
No choclate was harmed in the making of this dream. All the cakes were white. I didn't eat any of the cake in the dream, but I wonder if I'm craving cake? Cake is pretty good stuff, but I'm not all that hungry.
I had an appointment with my beloved psychiatrist. He was positive, as usual. He sees my depression as an opportunity to revamp my medication. He submitted the prescriptions. It will take a while to get them because the company keeps cutting our benefits. We have to receive our prescriptions by mail now, which can take weeks.
Dr. Spooner also told me he was going to see Squirrel Nut Zippers Saturday night. He was amazed I know who they are. He said his family and friends have no interest and no knowledge of them. My love for them goes way back to hearing them on A Prairie Home Companion.
Well, that's the news from Lake Junebug. Hope you have a good week.
Infinities of love,
Janie Junebug
Sounds like a pretty good dream
ReplyDeleteWishing you the best as you establish a new relationship with FYM
Thanks, Anne. Cake dreams are good.
DeleteDreaming of cake is certainly healthier than eating it. LOL But seriously, indulge and be happy! That is wonderful news about FYM and K. Sounds like a corner has been turned. Wishing you all the best, Janie! ♥
ReplyDeleteThank you, dearest Debbie, Queen of Dogs. Cake still sounds good, but I haven't had any.
DeleteWhat an interesting dream.
ReplyDeleteI am thrilled that FYM is doing well and that you are cautiously reopening your relationship.
I'm thrilled, too, EC. We're taking it slowly.
DeleteI’ve never had a cake dream. So much better than a pipe dream. Happy to know you’re back in touch with your son and that he’s doing so well. Squirrel Nut Zippers! What fun!
ReplyDeleteThe cake dream was better than the chocolate pudding dream, which was ominous. I love Squirrel Nut Zippers and still have a couple of their CDs. Yes, I listen to music old school.
DeleteGlad to hear your son is getting his life back under control.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Debra. I'm very proud of him.
DeleteHi Janie. I don't think I've ever had a cake dream. At least one that I remember. I am not sure who FYM is, I do hope things work out. I had to look up Squirrel Nut Zippers!
ReplyDeleteIf you think about cake enough, then maybe you'll have a cake dream. FYM is my son.
DeleteIt's nice that you and FYM reconnected and I often wish dream travel was available in real life.
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I would like to dream travel every time I need to go somewhere. I'd also like to have some kind of dream creature to carry in the groceries after I shop. Sometimes the dream creature is named Rebekah, who can carry a lot more at once than I can.
DeleteI remember the Squirrel Nut Zippers being a pretty big deal back in the '90s. They even got some radio play, as I recall.
ReplyDeleteYes, Squirrel Nut Zippers had a popular period on college campuses. They broke up for a while and then reformed.
DeleteThat was a real Horror cartoon!
ReplyDeleteI never heard of that band, but I loved Prairie Home Companion on Public Radio.
Also, hopeful for a good relationship with your son and his sweetheart.
Hope the new meds arrive shortly and work well. :) :)
The new meds arrived in a timely fashion. Squirrely Nut Zippers performed on a Prairie Home Companion, so they had the Garrison Keillor Seal of Approval.
DeleteJanie, Oh I loved Praire Home Companion. That takes me back. 'No chocolate was harmed'. Heh. Hope your day is filled with much happiness. AND that you don't have to wait too long for your meds.
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Every Saturday night while we ate supper, we turned on A Prairie Home Companion. It was hilarious, and we loved the music. Those were good times, Sandra.
DeleteWhat a dream. That you remembered it so well is icing on the cake.
ReplyDeleteI've had a number of vivid dreams recently that I haven't been able to forget!
DeleteGlad your doctor is helping you. Your FYM sounds like my young boy who is currently living in a children's home. So many sad lives.
ReplyDeleteI remember you writing about the young boy. Fortunately, FYM is doing very well now. He's in a stable relationship and has a good job.
DeleteDreams can be so odd, can't they? I often wonder what they mean, especially when they are particularly strange? I do hope the relationship with FYM flourishes now.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Dawn. I'd love to know what dreams mean.
DeleteThe video was a strange experience! I watched it at night the first time and was freaked out (I'm not a horror fan at all, at all), but the music was so catchy I watched it a second time in daylight and it was fine, I'm fine, never mind the goosebumps on my arms, the music makes up for that :D
ReplyDeleteGlad you've had a chance to see your doctor and try something different. The wait for medications to come by mail must be anxiety-inducing. I know I'd be on edge until they arrived safely. Continue to take care of yourself, Janie. I hope things go well as you start to have contact with FYM again. Hugs, my friend. You have a lot on your plate.
My darling donkey, I'm sorry the video freaked you out! I'm not a horror fan either, but the cartoon didn't bother me. My medications arrived and I'm doing everything I can to work at feeling better.
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