Sweet dreams…

I used to have extremely vivid and memorable dreams, the kind that would make my kids laugh happily when I told them then they’d pronounce me as weird. Like it’s my fault my mind comes up with such things as flying platypuses. Then I went on several psychiatric medications and it all changed. I now wake up from a richly vivid dream then it quickly disappears, like cotton candy in water. One second I have the whole dream, as detailed as a fine tapestry, then I only have somethi- and, oops, it’s all gone.

A couple of days ago I had two nights in a row with very short and memorable dreams. The first dream involved me going to Dollarama. All of you non-Canadians don’t know what you’re missing. Dollarama is the dollar store and I love going there for decorations like pictures, wall stickers, and word art. This dream found me, as usual, in the decor aisle where I found something, a picture of some sort, that was glittery, sparkly, and immediately loved.

The next time Colin and I went to Dollarama, we walked the aisles like usual and finally made it to the decor aisle. There something caught my eye on the bottom shelf where it would be easily overlooked. It was gold, sparkly, and the only one like it. I already know where I’m going to put it when I eventually move. It’ll be perfect in the dining room with my favourite photos of the kids.

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Some of the stars have gemstones and the sequins are loose

The next dream found me outside and sitting on a bench, I don’t know where, maybe Lakeview Park. A bubbly, vivacious woman approached me and complimented my hair. Then she asked me out. I, of course, accepted.

I don’t believe in fortune telling or prophetic dreams but I think I’ll be spending a bit more time loitering around park benches than I usually do.

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Jeremy’s in love…

Zie fell in love at Target and it was infatuation at first sight. At least on Jeremy’s side, I’m pretty sure the toaster was indifferent.

It wasn’t just any toaster though, it was this…chevrons
… an expensive, chevron coated toaster. Jeremy stopped so suddenly, I almost walked into zir.

“Oh wow,” zie breathed. “Mom! Look at those!”

“Yes, that’s a lot of chevrons.” I blinked rapidly. The patterns were blinding.

“We have to get them! At the very least the toaster!”

I couldn’t manage to stifle my sigh. By this time we’d been through all of Dollarama and half of Target with Jeremy begging for “just this” every few steps. If I’d bought everything zie wanted, I’d need to rent a U-haul to take it home. Besides…

“I bought a toaster this summer,” I reminded zir. It was zir turn to sigh.

“Our toaster’s boring. You have no sense of style,” Jeremy retorted. Zie gave the toaster a longing glance. “This is fabulous. We need it. Look! It has a bagel button.”

“Our toaster already has one.” Which was pointless because we might have two or three bagels a year. “I’m not spending $40 on a toaster we don’t need.”

I snapped a quick picture than we left with Jeremy muttering under zir breath about my decorating skills. I ignored the comments. I also didn’t remind zir about how much zie liked our toaster when I bought it.

And if this is a taste of how Jeremy’s going to decorate when zie has a place of zir own, I’m going to need to stock up on sunglasses.