Is it sad when your dreams are more eventful and blog-worthy than real life?

Just wondering.

Friday night I had several nightmares that woke me up each time, with the last one being Ryan breaking up with me. By that point I had enough and decided to give up on sleeping peacefully! Not to mention, I woke up sweating at one point (I later found out my Mom turned on the heat for the first time) and my covers and sheets were twisted up like a cyclone. So, although 9 AM was kind of early for a Saturday, it was necessary.

My other nightmares were something involving ghosts and me finding out I was pregnant. I had yet another one where I somehow ended up in a roller coaster (the type where your feet dangle), but I woke up like 2 seconds into the ride because there’s some rule where you can’t die in your dreams. And that’s what would’ve happened. Did I ever mention I would never ride a roller coaster for any ridiculously large amount of money? Trust me, it wouldn’t be worth it because my life would end right there from a heart attack. The other dream I remember, which happened to be borderline dream/nightmare, was that I had to go back to elementary school as a student. It was strange. Wow, seems like a lot of REM for just 8 hours!

On Friday night, I had dream after dream after dream after dream (which makes sense because I slept 12 hours), but now I barely remember them. Dreams easily slip away from your memory. I do remember my Dad was in one, and the sad part about it is he’s been sick in every dream I’ve had about him lately. I want to remember him as healthy and dream about him as healthy!!!

The night before I had a dream that I visited AU and saw Nour & Ryan! Then my alarm clock rudely interrupted before we could even hang out. Is it sad that I have more of a social life in my dreams? Yep.

If I were to tell you about my real life Friday and Saturday nights, I would say that on Friday night I ate dinner with my Mom and her friend at Sybill’s and then I watched TV, like Oprah that I DVR’d. Is it just me or is it a powerful feeling to fast-forward through commercials?The show was about her “favorite families” and there were some awesome stories, like quads that were conceived naturally and were all identical! And I’d also like to note that I have a (new) expensive and unhealthy addiction to Sybill’s sweet potato fries. I don’t know the nutrition facts but if I did, would I stop eating them? I would also recommend their $3.00 Blueberry Pomegranate Iced Tea, that is if you want to become addicted. If you’re smart, you’ll never try their Chocolate Lava Cake.

On Saturday night I studied for a geography quiz and almost completed a take-home test for an education class. Although it was incredibly nerdy, I feel accomplished. During the day I had a lunch date with my Mom and two of my Aunts at Simply Irresistible and then I helped my Mom choose wallpaper for our kitchen and bathrooms. There are some hideous wall paper designs out there– more so than good ones in my opinion. I’m not really a big wallpaper fan, but I agreed on some.

Today I went to Church and then went out to lunch to catch up with my FMIL Ryan’s Mom! I’m just kidding, Ryan wouldn’t marry me. ;) The rest of the day will bring the last of my homework and a birthday dinner of Alex’s Pizza for my Grandpa (My Dad’s Father).

So whether or not any of that I just said was blog-worthy, it’s my life!

Distance makes dreams and pictures a tease.


Life in Silk

Writing Prompt: What makes you get out of bed each morning?

Ohhh, the dreaded task of the day… getting out of bed! I’m definitely not a morning person, and you could also add that I just don’t like getting out of bed unless I’m ready. I love sleeping for a long time; about ten hours is a wonderful amount for me! If I get less than eight, I’m worthless. I can’t make it through the day without crashing. It’s quite an annoying trait that I have, but that’s how I was made! I seriously think it’s heredity because my mom has to sleep a lot too. I can even sleep twelve hours without a problem. It sure provides a lot of REM cycles, so that means plenty of dreams to experience (or nightmares, yikes)!

So, if a class, appointment, or work await me in the morning, that obviously forces me to wake up and get up! I despise alarm clocks, but they’re an unfortunate part of life. I usually hit the snooze button and get a few minutes extra of sleep (what’s that gonna do, really? But I can’t think straight when I wake up).

Did I mention my bed is super comfortable and that makes it even more difficult to leave it behind for the day?!

However, if we are talking about motivation to get up out from under my down comforter, then I’ll have to admit it is…. breakfast. Yes, I look forward to eating my usual breakfast of cereal & plain Silk (soy milk) and a banana. On occasion I will eat something else, but I love my cereal! I have been addicted to Life Cinnamon cereal for quite some time now. [I would happily take blueberry pancakes instead of cereal, but those are rare and not as healthy.] So if I’ve had enough sleep, and I think about my bowl of goodness that awaits me, I will crawl out of bed with a little more inspiration. Embarrassingly, my motivation is nothing deep like “the eagerness to begin a new day” or “to run a few miles among the sunrise.”
However, because of the name of my favorite cereal, I could say my motivation to get up is to “Enjoy Life!” …Or even add “ silk” to the end of that. That is the truth! :)

But let’s be honest: sometimes the thought of eating doesn’t always make me want to get up. Like I said, if I’m tired, realllly comfortable (cuddling), or if I just am dreading something in the day, then nothing will motivate me. (Unless we’re talking about someone handing me a nice amount of cash. Or taking me to the beach. But these are unrealistic scenarios.)

Nonetheless, I manage to get up when I have to and I sleep in when I can and meet my cereal soon after. Such is life.

Oh and little tidbit: I used to hate eating in the morning. I would never eat breakfast. So this has developed in the past few years, partly due to gastrointestinal problems. Now I’ve grown to enjoy breakfast.