The Things We Carried...into the Closet

I've lived in North Texas now for three years.  

And every month there is a siren test...and it still freaks me out to hear those sirens.  

So, needless to say, when the sirens go off during an actual storm, 

I practically pee my pants in fear.  They're horrible sounding!!!

I grew up in Central Texas, where there were NO sirens.

The boys and I heard the sirens this evening and headed straight to my walk-in closet.  

We turned the news on the TV in my bedroom so we could hear what was going on.

Remy grabbed every blanket he could find and his favorite pillow.

I grabbed my purse and my iPhone.

Donny grabbed his guitar, his backpack and homework, and the Bible.

The dog, Sweet Annie, thought we were playing a game and followed us in there practically dancing and wagging her tail.

First we called my grandmother, who lives less than a mile away, to make sure she heard the sirens.  She answered, did hear the sirens and was currently sitting on top of her washer and dryer in her laundry room.  LOL  She was giggling up a storm and wondered how she'd know when it was safe to come out.

After a while, we got bored.

We made "in the closet" jokes.

I got on Facebook and left a bunch of status updates sharing our plight.

I texted everyone I knew.

We took photos of each other.

Donny doing his homework:

Remy, Annie & I all cuddled together:

And then the storm passed and it was OK to come out.

And we saw this rainbow:

All was good and happy.

However, a tornado did touch down in Dallas and do some damage. 

And another storm dropped a couple of tornados nearby also.

It was THAT kind of day.

Mis Suenos Locos

I have wild dreams (suenos).

I've had dreams about God Frogs and mermaid ghosts.

So, I bought a dream interpretation book,
to see what kind of wackiness my subconscious was trying to tell me.





Apparently dreams are "symbols for self-understanding."

We'll see about that.

Some things might be better left un-understood.
Misunderstood?



The other night I had a dream where I received tickets while parked at a gas station.


A gas station.
Tickets.




I looked up "tickets" in the book.
Tickets are an opportunity for a new experience, an airline ticket, a movie, ticket, etc.

If you get a speeding ticket,
you might be going too fast
and need to take time out to relax
and unwind in your life.

But, I got a PARKING ticket. Maybe I'm going too SLOW?



Also, in the same dream, I ended up on a swingset, swinging.
So, I looked that up in the book.
Turns out I might need balance in my life if I'm swinging from emotion to thought.
meh, sure, maybe.




My 12 yr old told me he had a dream the other night where people were getting shot...
and where they were shot, their body turned into an octopus.





He's truly my son.

I'm so proud.

But, I looked up octopus in the dream book...and it says something about going in too many directions without control. And shooting is losing life force...

Yikes.

Maybe it's best not to read too much into dreams...
or perhaps just to interpret them in my own way.

But this is sure fun.

I won't even get into my dreams where tornadoes are chasing me...





Do you have any dream symbols you want me to look up in my book?