This dream seemed to go on all night like i was half awake. I am very focused and methodical.
First I am picking out what flowers I want for my wedding. I then put them in water and put the vases in the refrigerator. Next I decide on what drinks to have and make sure I have enough. I woke thinking about what food to have.
Our friend, Dave, is fishing between mile markers one and two. He is on the beach. There is a steep cliff from the road down to the beach. Paul and I can’t see him when we drive by. We keep driving and get to a town. I then walk or skate across ice where a Zamboni is cleaning it.
Paul and I then get to a restaurant. A younger couple is sitting at a table with her parents. The younger woman has a fishing pole where the line is all tangled. The dad straightens it out. I say the pole and line being messed up is like me (haha).
The young woman wants a party and she wants to know who will make the invitations. I think about offering to help. She seems nervous and reminds me of Susan Stember.
This dream is a bit convoluted. I think I had it in the middle of the night.
I am an observer, but feel like a drone looking down on these kids. They are in a boat on the ocean. There is a large wave behind them pushing them forward. I am coaching them so they are safe and get to where they are going. The boat then turns into a channel where there are houses on either side. It is similar to channels in Florida. We stop at a house.
The next scene is where I am having these kids do exercises by carrying a hand weight and moving around. Then it becomes clear to me that there will be eight of us (two adults and six kids) living together. The kids are old enough to help out with meals. I am going to talk with the other adult and share my idea of having each kid have a night to prepare a meal. I feel very happy about this.
