Author: bonniemitsch

1. Paul and I visit Antonia, Kevin and their kids. They live in an apartment or are in an apartment for a vacation. It is dark inside and doesn’t feel like a vacation place. Paul and I go and then come back. Antonia and Kevin are walking around nude. Kevin has a large penis and balls. They are nonchalant, comfortable being nude. The kids are dressed. Rowan is there but instead of Markus there is a one year old girl. I get down on the floor and interact with her. She is walking around. Kevin and Antonia pretty much ignore us. Feeling: uncomfortable but happy interacting with the little girl
2. My siblings (we are all adults) and I make rules for ourselves. There are two rules: one I don’t remember and the other is there are no sleep overs at our house on weekends. My siblings don’t follow them. I am angry and say, “Change the rules if we are not going to follow them!”
3. Kelsi and Keenan have a baby girl. She is sleeping in Molly’s old room at Shady Oak. She sleeps through the night. She is a newborn and has just come home from the hospital. Keenan checks on her once. In the morning I go and get her up and give her a bottle. I am very nervous about her thriving. New borns need to eat every two to three hours. Kelsi is not around.

Daynotes: Left knee is hurting and I am gimping around. I went to the orthopedic on Monday (dreams were Wednesday morning). I hope to get a hyaluronic acid shot, but need authorization from the insurance first, so I have to be patient.

Two twin girls about 12 years old are kidnapped by a coach. He coaches boys. The twins are kept in a room. They are both good breast strokers (swimmers). The season of the sport the coach coaches is ending.

I tell the girls to get up early in the morning and escape. They do this and dive from very high up into this body of water and swim back to their home.

It is Halloween. The twins are in a crowd of people watching a parade. They are dressed in white dresses and these white, Chinese hats. I am with them. I sense there is danger. The coach wants them back. I tell the girls to hide; to comb up this cement building with foot holds.

Later, some man tries to talk one of the twins into leaving and having a life of her own away from her twin. He is manipulative. She says no.

The assistant coach quits. The coach has a baby he carries around when he is walking. His sleeves are full of throw up from the baby.

I am putting these lights/lamps up on a wall in a room. For each light I have to punch a hole in the wall next to it to attach the electricity. I then need to fix the wall. I am about half way finished. I finished one wall and need to go out of the door and do the same in the next room along one wall. Paul is helping. He is “half-assing” it. He is not measuring where each light should go. He just makes marks where he thinks they should go. I realize he cannot help.

I am with a 10 year old boy. We are in another room. His school work is all over the walls. I somehow tear one piece of his work. I apologize.

Also in this house, I have a room where all the photos of my family of origin are hanging. I am happy about this.