Well - I notice no one commented on the fact that I would pick CHOCOLATE over a gorgeous woman! Even my subconcious knows my priorities. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />


Both of these made me LOL!

Actually, one of my best dreams was a couple of years ago when my brother was off the deep end. He left his wife and four kids, but went extra-insane at the same time. I don't know whether it was an MLC, but he was definitely depressed, and he was using pot really heavily. Anyone who is familiar with habitual heavy pot smokers will know that they just turn into strangers. Whacky strangers. He was unavailable to the kids. And his wife has mental problems and addictions, so it meant that one of the kids ended up with us, and the others in care. It was a ghastly, ghastly situation, and I couldn't see any way out of it because both parents were nuts. There was no talking to my brother. He wouldn't listen, he would be defensive to the point of violence, and the kids were suffering immeasurably. It had got to the point where my prayers consisted of me pleadingg, "Fix this! Just fix it!" and I was also talking to my dead mom, because when she was alive she was always the one who could sort my brother out.

So anyway. One night I dream that a big white limousine pulls up alongside me, and my brother comes out. So I just rip into him! I start telling him off about everything, about what an irresponsible father he's being, how abominably he's behaving, and I'm kinda pounding on his chest, too. He puts his hands on my arms, pulls me away, laughs indulgently and says, "I think maybe you should talk to my chauffeur." So I start ranting, "Why the he11 would I want to talk to your chauffeur? What does your chauffeur have to do with any of this?" And the chauffeur gets out of the white limousine... and it's our mother.

I gasped, and ran to her, and she enveloped me in one of her beautiful warm hugs. And as we're hugging, I say, "Ma! Is this a dream? Or is it real?" And she says, "Why do you always have to analyze everything? Just enjoy the hug!"

I have a smattering of Jung and usually I interpret dreams much as Traicionado described, but when I woke up from this one I KNEW it wasn't an ordinary dream. I knew Something Had Happened. I rang up my sister in great excitement because I KNEW my brother was going to be all right. My mother was at the wheel. She didn't quite believe me because things with my brother were at their lowest at that time, but within a couple of months, it was as if someone had snapped the light on in my brother's brain. He got himself sorted, got custody of the kids, and hasn't looked back since.

MRS> try foreskin <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Nope...just empty, I just remembered, the extra piece of skin on a man's "you know what" is actually the MAN!!!!HA!HA! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />


***sorry guys, I just couldn't resist...you know I'm only kiddin'***and just empty, thanks for the "alley oop", I "wondered" how long I'd have to wait on that, I owe ya one!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />

Hook, line, and sinker! Nicely reeled, Mrs W!

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NOW I know I belong in Idiotville... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Talk about naive...now we all know why I didnt see A till OW called and confessed 2 year A and her undying love for my WH...dang <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />

I just want to comment on the flying dreams....um, keep them in your dreams!

I tried it. It don't work. It hurts.

Remember Mary Poppins? And the umbrella? Well, let me tell ya, when ya take one of them things and jump off the back porch that is up one story...THUD! It didn't even slow me down.

I'll never forget that one.

Oh, was this about dreams? I think mine was a nightmare.
Sorry! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Awwhhh (((just empty))), you are a good sport. By the way, did you know that they took the word *gullible* out of the dictionary last week? Ok, I'll stop, this is becoming redundant...again!!!LOL! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />


Mrs. Wondering

Ive been having dreams lately of a dark handsome good looking man ,.. he comes towards me and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />





promptly does the washing, the ironing, the nappies, cleans the house, mows the lawn, does the gardening, the food shopping, makes the dinner says its all a pleasure and can he do it tomorrow


Ahh .... now THATS a dream <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

sadly back to reality ... more nappies <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

I SWEAR the Neak family has the weirdest dreams on the whole! HOw many people do you know exist IN ONE FAMILY that have strange whacky dreams??????????? Yeah, Flard had the craziest dreams and always woke up laughing because he HAD to tell me what he dreamt. Even after we split, for a long time he would call as soon as he woke up in the morning to tell me what he experienced. But I never can remember them now, but I remember they were crazeeee. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

I'm with you gellnjen - they do have crazy dreams. Mine are still boring, but I'm trying to do better every night.

Okay, firstly, Mrs. Wondering, loved your joke.

And, last night, I was hurrying to board a plane to Paris for a work related business trip. The office was supposed to take care of doing the renewal of my passport (expired) for me. At the time of boarding, I realized I didn't have it, and I tried to get off the plane so I could call the office & have them messenger it to me before takeoff.

Without the passport I would have been confined to the Orly Airport, not allowed to leave.

But instead of getting out of the plane, I ended up in some kind of steerage class, handing out drinks and nuts and cleaning windows, all the while bumping into the passengers and stepping on their poor feet, and getting them all uncomfortable. Pointless, huh?

Years ago, dreams of doing underwater backflips and of not being able to swim fast enough to the surface for air always ended as I let my breath out and breathed in, not water, but pure air. No sooner did I breath underwater, I felt such freedom and happiness, because now I could stay underwater as long as I liked. As soon as I realized that, darn, I would wake up.