Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Dream: Fire trucks, and toy circles exploding

Hey, this is an appropriate Scrabble icon!


I've had an okay sleep schedule for the past couple of days, and I hope I can keep it up. The weekends usually seem to mess it up, but I suppose that's how it should be. *shrug* Hey, Kevin C. just added me to Facebook - sweet! I remember the Band days and concerts at McNair, as well as hanging around the guys' lockers. :D (so has Dawn O. from Ferris, and Ursula Hildebrand / Troy S. / Dave F. from Palmer)

Had a weird dream which involved Jordan and Thomas from Awana coming up to me and asking stuff about a fire truck not saving others in a burning building. They'd drawn something, and it was surrounding us like the A-ha video for Take On Me. Calla came up to us and declared that she was related to them, then we went to a rather messy toy circle with the children.

Rosanna and other church kids were there, and Pastor John was trying to keep order. We knew that there was a certain amount of time until the toy circle would close, but what we didn't expect was that it would EXPLODE in self-destruction! I went to the library to find books on wine for a few people, and then came back to the toy circle. It was DESOLATE! Went back to the books again to flip through magazines (the downstairs section was all history books and funny comics), and then got word that the toy circle had regenerated along with the toys.

This made the kids very happy, and Rosanna was on top of Evelyn, playing piggyback. Suddenly, Pastor John said that the toy circle would only be in existence for about an hour. We tried to get the kids to clean up quickly once 45 minutes were up. The baskets and toys looked like the ones in the church toddler room, heh. I asked whether the toy circle would explode like last time, and Pastor John said it wouldn't - hmm, fair enough! With one minute left, the kids were still playing and running around from one room to the next - we tried to impress upon them that the toys wouldn't clean themselves, but no go. When the hour was up, the toys all remained... but they were bolted to the floor. That was fine with the adults, since we all had packed black bags to go to Powell River anyway. Then the dream ended.

No idea why I had the dream - I know Danielle has just figured out that Calla is related to Stella / Benjamin / Noah because they're cousins of a sort. As for the toys and kids, I'm sure I had stuff to do involving them on Sunday. Very weird brain junk... o_O

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