Yummy fingernail clippers

I have had a dream previously about eating paperclips, but in last night's dream I ate a fingernail clipper. I bit off the bottom part up to the larger part and left that on the plate. The fingernail clippers were part of my plate of food, like you may have a stalk of celery next to the rest of your food. I had fingernail clippers.

In both of these dreams the action of eating metal objects was completely natural. But each time when I woke up, it's bothered me.

So this morning I did a quick search on dream interpretation and came up with three completely different explanations. First I learned that the type of metal seems important, though I have no clue what type of metal is used for these items. Steel wire would be my guess for the paperclips, and stainless steel for the fingernail clippers. So "steel" is the common denominator. Both were shiny, which also seems to be important from my quick search. Though I don't know why.

1. One interpretation is that I rely too much on technology. Paperclips and fingernail clippers have been around for a long time, though, so I'm not sure how much I would rely on that interpretation.
2. The other interpretation is that I'm biting off more than I can chew, so to speak. Isn't everybody?
3. And the last was that the metal represents my sexual appetite or libido. But what does it mean? Do I have to see Vin Diesel more? or less? 

None of those interpretations seems related, so I'm not sure I really put any faith in any of them.

For whatever reason, lately I dream about eating metal. I think it's really weird.

Missing teeth

Last night I dreamed a tooth fell out.

Going nowhere II

My most common dream-theme is being unable to make it somewhere. I had one a couple of months ago where I was in a high-rise building, in a lobby of some sort, waiting for an elevator. There were lines and lines of people waiting for the elevator and since I wasn't in a rush, I took a seat at a small table and enjoyed people-watching until the crowd cleared and I could get to the elevator. Finally the crowd cleared away and I got up to go to the elevator and half way there I realized I had forgotten my textbook back at the table. It was no big deal, I'd just go back and get the book and then catch the next elevator. So I went back and got the book and went back to the elevator and stood in line but there were too many people for me to get on that turn. I went and got a drink, and I helped someone find something out in the lobby as I waited. In the meantime I missed yet another elevator. So now I was starting to get stressed about not getting on the elevator. At first it was no big deal but it was becoming more problematic since I had a class to get to and I was not able to get on that elevator. So I gathered my things and went to the elevator and waited through one group who got on and finally I was right at the front of the elevator door -- first in line -- waiting for the next one. It was at that point that I realized my purse was nowhere to be found and I was forced to leave the line to look for it. I felt completely defeated and frustrated and I knew with all my heart that I would never make it onto the elevator.

What's so weird about that dream is that I easily could have walked around the lobby and found a set of stairs instead. Why did I need the elevator in the first place?

Then, the night before last, I had another one of these dreams. This time we're in a busy city and we need to get to the beach. I had the address of the street where we needed to be and I knew the general direction of where to go, but I had never been there before and was a little anxious about finding the right place. We set out on the walk and went a couple of blocks and seemed to be getting lost but then out of nowhere the street we were looking for was right there. We took the road and immediately came to our destination. In my dream I remember saying, "Oh, that wasn't so bad at all. That was pretty easy."

I've never in all my life actually made it to the destination I was heading to in a dream. Never. Until now.

I choose to believe that this means good things for my future.

Conversation with hubby

Lorelei: My dreams are making me fat - http://www.dietingtipsetc.com/can_you_gain_weight_just_looking_at_food.html

John: You don't think it's the cookies?

Going nowhere

Do you ever have those dreams where you need to go somewhere but you can't seem to get there? I have them every night, sometimes more than once a night. The last one was my whole family was piled into the car and John was driving, and all I had to do was run something up to my mother-in-law's front door and drop it off with her. It started to rain, and people were in my way, and the driveway was really long, and on and on and on, obstacle after obstacle. John yelled at me, "Hurry up! A storm is coming!" and I felt so stressed, trying to accomplish what should be a simple task so I could get in the car and we could go. I woke up without accomplishing it, and that was the start of my day.

New spectacles

It's difficult to capture on "film" the essence of these new specs. They are dark brown, with translucent turquoise on the inside and on the edges. They are super cool.

I had a dream last night that I saw my aunt wearing them and I ran up to her and was so excited, and I told her she had great taste in glasses.

Yes, I know, I'm a dork.


On a lighter note, I'm super stoked about spell check telling me that I spelled "translucent" correctly on my first try.

It's the little things.

Dog food

Last night I had a dream that I had loaded in a software program for learning Spanish, and the first flashcard that came up was "Beneful," which supposedly meant "fruits and vegetables" in Spanish.

I'm glad that my subconscious is on board with the whole "learning Spanish" thing, but I think it could have been more creative with that one.

Sleep: The mother of invention

When I was a little kid I invented the foon. It was a combination of a fork and a spoon and I was very excited to have made such an important invention, since obviously it was very badly needed. Needless to say I was devastated to learn it had already been invented, and jealous that they had a better name for it.

Last night in my dreams, I invented a germato. I don't know exactly what it is, but it's some sort of vegetable/fruit amalgamation with a tomato and garlic and I'm not sure what else.

I guess I'm hungry but that doesn't sound appetizing for breakfast.

Life in little gravity

I dreamt about falling. Not the bad type of falling, but more like the kind where you can jump really high and you know it will hurt a little when you land, but you won't get seriously injured or anything.

Maybe I'm the only one who has those types of dreams.

Zombies

Jenji posted a funny dream she had about working at a movie concession stand and overhearing President Obama saying they couldn't afford underpants. My dreams aren't usually that humorous, though sometimes they are.

Monday night I dreamt about zombies and natural disaster, in the same dream. First there was wide-spread flooding and after the water went away there was about 10 feet of oozing mud EVERYWHERE. People were stuck in their homes. You couldn't walk in the mud and you definitely couldn't drive in it. There was nothing to eat and everyone had cabin fever.

When I looked out the window I saw people walking effortlessly across the mud and they were in groups and they were ZOMBIES! Aaah! They came toward our house and I want to run away from them but John is telling me, "Don't run! Walk! It's the only way they won't see you! So I've got a zombie right on my tail and he's telling me they can't see me if I walk? I didn't believe him so I started to run and came to a cliff and wanted to jump off but the zombie caught me and tore off my arm or I tore off its arm. One or the other.

Then I'm back inside the house and we're all crowded around in a small room and all of a sudden I realize that the actual devil (not the dentist and not Evil from work) was sitting right there with us. He kept trying to touch me, reaching for my arm or my leg and I kept screaming at him, "STOP TOUCHING ME!"

Then I woke up.

What's really weird is that I just went to Jenji's site to get the link to her funny dream post and saw my favorite Martian's comment on her dream with his OWN dream and it very closely matches MY dream.

Get out of my head, you green tentacled alien!