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Dream Interpretation
Jeff Wrangler:
Two nights ago I had the silliest dream ever. I dreamed about Davy Crockett! :laugh:
I think I know where that dream came from; it had two possible sources in my subconscious. First, on eBay, I noticed not too long ago that somebody was selling a refrigerator magnet with an image of Fess Parker as Davy from the old Disney Davy Crockett series from the 1950s. Second, last Saturday evening, I watched The Lawrence Welk Show on PBS, ::) and the theme was songs from Disney shows. They practically did the entire sound track to Mary Poppins, but one of the guys also sang the theme song from Disney's Crockett series. So I believe I had both of these things in the back of my mind as sources for my dream.
As a side note, the dream inspired me to read up on Crockett on the Internet last night, and I learned that he was the only Congressman from Tennessee to vote against President Andrew Jackson's Indian Removal Bill, which forcibly dispossessed five nations of Native Americans of lands in the Southeastern U.S. that were rightfully theirs and forced them into exile in what is now the state of Oklahoma. Jackson, of course, was also a Tennessean, so I think Crockett's vote against Jackson says something about Crockett's character.
CellarDweller:
I love silly dreams. I've had dreams that are so silly, I actually wake myself up from laughing.
Front-Ranger:
I had an interesting dream much like many others last night. I was married (but I couldn't tell whom to) and we had inherited a big old house. After exploring the house for several days, it seemed like, I decided to go out to the shed and see what was there. To my great surprise, I entered the door and it was more like a cottage than a shed. Very light and clean inside. I went through a small foyer into a roomy odd-shaped space that had furniture and looked a bit like a waiting room. Passing through to the next room, it was a hallway that led to another roomy space from which bedrooms spun off. I also began to encounter people, who were hanging out with each other in the bedrooms. There seemed to be a couple of families staying there. Though I didn't see small children. More like college students. I came up to one young man who seemed to be from Latvia or one of the stan countries but he spoke English well. We went into a small cafeteria, yet another room in the "shed". He told me that the people were renting from those in the big house and I told him that I was now the resident of it and would be taking them all under my wing. I left to rush back and tell my husband all of this and as I looked back at the shed, it seemed to compress itself back into a shed.
CellarDweller:
I haven't remembered any of my dreams lately, I'm not sure why.
Jeff Wrangler:
I cannot recall ever before having a dream with an olfactory component, but I had one Friday night/Saturday morning.
I was smelling the wonderful aroma of baking bread! I woke up very confused, wondering why I was smelling baking bread, and then why I wasn't smelling it. ???
I'm not sure if this was part of the same dream, or another dream, but I dreamed there was a new closet next to the door to my condo. I entered, and the so-called "closet" actually turned out to be a large room lined with shelves with all sorts of stuff stored on them--in particular, I remember giant-size cans of oatmeal (it wasn't the Quaker brand, but somehow I knew it was oatmeal!)! Also, there was a washing machine in a corner of the room. I pulled the machine into the center of the room, and began to do a load of laundry, and then I began to panic when it occurred to me that in the center of the room, there was no place for the water from the washing machine to drain! This may be the point where I started to smell the baking bread, but my memory isn't clear past this point.
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