More Wacky Dreams


It must be the chicken salad sandwich with is causing all these vivid strange dreams. In one dream, I was trying to teach my sister to drive a stick shift truck. She didn’t even realize that driving a shift was different from driving an automatic!

Then there was a dream about Doug’s brother’s dog. He doesn’t even have one, as far as I know. I don’t even know if John still is alive. Anyway, there was something about the dog’s testicles not being right, but when Doug tried to fix it, he worked on the wrong testicle. So he had to do the treatment on the poor dog all over again. What a weird dream!

I don’t usually dream about Doug, thank God. I tend to wake upset and anxious, as I did today.

Now I have to get my hair cut and colored. And do errands. Too many things to do.






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About mairedubhtx

I am a "youngish" grandmother of 15 year old twin granddaughter who has recently (is a year "recent"?) adopted Islam as my way of life, much to the consternation of my family. I love to read. I love to write. I am writing a book about my decision to revert, about my spiritual journey. I have another blog about stories from my youth, my parents, and grandparents. It's a blog so my OCD daughter will not be able to throw it out when I die. I suffer from depression and anxiety, for which I am treated, so my posts may be a bit dark at times. C'est la vie.
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