Saturday, June 14, 2008

Last night's dream

Tom and I had just moved to Seattle and we were invited to a big swanky Nordstrom gala. Tom said it was the party of the year and we were so lucky we moved when we did and were able to go. I was looking forward to the party and splurged and got my hair done in a fancy updo and went to the Nordstrom cosmetics counter to have my make up done. Tom was in a tux, I wore a strapless black gown with a knitted silver shrug (not sure about that combo) but we looked fancy. We were in our car (which was a beat up boxy SUV, sort of like a Range Rover but it was really high off the ground and I kept thinking it was going to tip). Of course it was raining on our drive to the party and it got super dark and we couldn't see anything in front of us. But I was relieved because it made Tom slow down so I didn't worry about tipping over when he was speeding. We arrive at the event which is called St. Theresa's. I guess it was affiliated with a church or school but the inside of the building was a huge open gymnasium and we were given a wrist band and escorted to the entrance of the party.

Below the floor was a pool. It's hard to describe but it was like the gym floor butted up against this pool that then had a glass building above it and another one under the water. In the pool was a small tunnel sort of like an enclosed waterslide that fed into a glass room underground. That was where the party was and the only way to get there was to SWIM through this tunnel and then shoot through the other side of the wall where it was dry. I said NO WAY IN HELL am I doing this. Tom said WE HAVE TO because this is how they do things here. I was LIVID. I had to leave my purse, shoes and cell phone behind and I was afraid they wouldn't be there when we got back. Tom says he'll wait for me to go first and then follow behind. I am swearing up a storm and people are looking at me and one girl bobbing in the water starts yelling at me saying GO BACK TO CALIFORNIA YOU STUPID BITCH! I was saying some of the most VILE things ever back to her and I wanted to dive in and rip her face off. Tom held me back and told me to just let it go and swim straight into the tunnel to the party.

I told Tom FINE and dove into the water and was only under for a few seconds before I came back up coughing and spitting. I was so worked up from that stupid girl that I couldn't catch my breath so I took some deep breaths for a few minutes and calmed myself before diving in a second time. When I tried again I made it all the way to the opening of the other side of the wall BUT my head wouldn't fit through the hole so again I had to come back up. I was FURIOUS and was saying I'M OUTTA HERE THIS IS BULL SHIT WHY COULDN'T THEY MAKE THE HOLE BIGGER??? (As if that was the only issue with this party).

A man came over and said (in a Spanish accent) that he would take me through another entrance that had a bigger opening that would accommodate my head a little further down. I told him that I can't hold my breath for very long and that I'd just like to gather my things and get out of here. He told me I could take my cell phone with me if I go with him and he handed me a waterproof zip lock type bag. Tom said he'd be in right after me and I'd see him at the party. I put the phone in the bag and then took a deep breath and then held the bag in my teeth and swam with the Spanish man way, way, down almost to the bottom of the pool. I was completely out of breath and about to explode so I started to swim the other way but the man grabbed my hands and dragged me down further. I was panicked and started to suck up water in my nose and mouth but I would not drop my cell phone bag. He pulled me through the other side where it was completely dry and decorated like a Shabby Chic house and then I threw up on the spot. Everyone else at the party was dressed in gowns and tuxes and were dry. It didn't make sense. The people all stopped and stared at me and the room was silent. The man disappeared and then Tom appears holding a glass of champagne for me and he's dry too! I said HOW THE HELL DID YOU NOT GET WET!?!?!? He said that there was an elevator on the other side of the building. I wanted to kick him in the balls but then all of these people started to come up to us and he was introducing me to all sorts of big whig Seattle-ites. I walked around the party dripping wet the entire time holding my cell phone in a zip lock bag. Tom was all smiles and was saying, Hi! This is my wife! - all proud and happy like nothing was out of the ordinary.

I woke up PISSED at him. I haven't shared the dream with him yet.

16 comments:

Anonymous said...

What kind of drugs do you take before you go to bed? That's some crazy shit.

lizziebelle said...

that is insane. i am picturing the spanish man to be like the butler in mr. deeds.

i am very very sneaky sir.

Stephanie said...

What a crazy dream!

Lizy said...

Surely there is some sort of psychological explanation for this... But relax.. I wont try...

I just think this is kind of creepy!

HappyWifeHappyLife said...

"Paging Dr. Freud - STAT!!!"

Seriously, my friend, you need to tell Tom about this.... this was QUITE a dream. (And very detailed too.... my dreams are almost never this detailed....)

I love the image of you swimming in your fancy dress, swimming with your cell phone in a ziploc bag clenched between your teeth. Very McGyver-like.

HappyWifeHappyLife said...

btw - I sat next to an old friend at the wedding reception this morning and we were talking about cats.... she was telling me how difficult her one cat is and I started telling her about CHUMLEY before I could stop myself! :-) thought you'd get a kick out of that. :-) (she loved the name and wanted the link to your blog, so I'm sure she'll be visiting soon!)

Smileygirl said...

HWHL: Chumley LOVES when people talk about him. He wants the whole world to know about his ways. He's twisted like that. And regarding my dream, I totally felt McGyver like while swimming in my gown. But I wouldn't want to do it in real life.

There has to be some explanation as to why I'm having these dreams. This is just the first of many since we found out about the move. The recurring theme has always centered around water. And me throwing up. Last night I got a two for one deal!

Maggie said...

I think the funniest part is that your head wouldnt fit in the hole...OMG that cracks me up!

Mindy said...

Maggie's comment is cracking me up. I'm sure you've already googled what your dreams could possibly mean right?

Laurie Keller said...

The water must be about the Seattle rain. And maybe Tom is dry at the party because the move is technically about his work so he's the reason. So you aren't in control of the situation, except for the cell phone, which is about your friends and more important than ever. How did I do?

HappyWifeHappyLife said...

Laurie - I'm impressed.
(You must have heard my "page" for Dr. Freud and are filling in for him this weekend....)

Well done! :-)

Smileygirl said...

Wow Laurie, you're GOOD! The cell phone = friends reference makes total sense. And I even left my purse AND shoes behind so maybe I don't care about those things as much (at least in my dream state) I also think the fact that the man who kept making me swim down the depths of the bottom of the pool has some reference to where I think my life is going.

And my sister figured out why my head wouldn't fit. Tom always jokes around and says I have a huge cranium (in a loving way) and the night before the dream he was calling me cro-magnun so I'm sure that's where the whole "head not fittin through the hole" thing came in.

I really wish I would have shared the previous, more bizarre dreams on here but if I don't write them down RIGHT after I wake up I lose so much detail and they start to fade.

karengberger said...

This reminds me of a "Twilight Zone" episode that I saw when I was a kid. Hmm.
I cannot pretend to know what it means, but there is alot of water around Seattle that is NOT due to rain, i.e.: Lake Washington, Lk. Union, Lk. Sammamish, Puget Sound, etc., so it might not ALL be about weather. And it's gorgeous and sunny today, was yesterday, and is going to be tomorrow! BLUE BLUE sky and water!

McNattums said...

Water has also been known to represent emotion and I think it's pretty obvious that this move is very emotional for you. So having a big pool full of it and you having to dive to the depths to get through it kind of makes sense too. And maybe Tom wasn't wet because you don't feel like he is as emotional about it. And you feel like you have to leave a lot behind (i.e. purse (your identity), shoes (protect you on your path), and cell phone (connection to the people you care about))

I'm not expert, but am I on the right track?

Smileygirl said...

mcnattums I'd say you are completely on track. I definitely think this move has been harder on me emotionally and that Tom has adopted a " we gotta do what we gotta do" type attitude.

I never knew water signified emotion in a dream. That is interesting because a LOT of my dreams have centered around water. And throwing up. What does that mean?!?!

Anonymous said...

-means you need stronger drugs girlfriend.