for some unknown reason, he likes to star in my dreams...last nights was...radical! I'll not tell you 1/2 of it, to save on the embarassment factor. But, we had started out as kitchen servants in some ritzy house in the 40's. All I know is that it was love from first sight. (lol, it's so weird to relay a dream) We kept staring at eachother through the kitchen and would make excuses to have to bring something over near the other all the time, though neither of us had told the other how we felt. It was just a weird and giddy kind of feeling in me every time I looked over at him, then he'd catch me staring and smile. He had long hair during that time. Much like the picture up there, wasn't as tall cause he was still relatively young in that portion of the dream. Then flash forward though all the embarassing stuff...lol. We had ended up getting married and I had started a career as a dancing girl (?!?!?!?!?) and he was working at a farm that used to be his families (his name in the dream was Sam Meyer, don't ask me why I remember this...) anyway. He was pretty wealthy. For some reason we had divorced for a couple years and I was devastated. I think it was because he didn't like the idea of me being a dancing girl. (go figure..lol)Then forward a couple more years, I hadn't seen him in a while and I was headlining some show in Vegas and I was on stage and everything was decorated all silvery and shimmery, kind of like a disco ball in the spotlight? and the next thing that I know the announcer comes on and says something like "ladies and gentlemen we have a special interuption" and I was all confused, wondering what the heck was going on, and the next thing I know there's a spotlight on me and he's suddenly standing in front of me. This part of the dream was so odd. It's like all the senses are there and you swear you're actually in that moment right then. I remember looking up at him, he had a white shirt on and was clean shaven like the other picture. When I looked up at him, it literally took my breath away. I can't even describe the feeling that I had in that moment. I was soooooo in love with him and relieved to see him and I just wanted to throw my arms around him and squeeze him so tight. Then there's a microphone in his hand and he starts on some long eloquent speech full of flowery words and love (I'm not kidding, I was sap, literally melting.) and his eyes were....wow. He was totally in love, you could see it! and he was telling me how he missed me and he was sorry we hadn't lasted. Then suddenly he's on one knee and asking me to marry him again. I can hear the people in the audience gasping and sniffling (it really was quite a good speech). I even remember what the rings looked like, there were 4 of them for our past our present our future and our forever. the first three were their own little tiny solitare things blue, yellow and red. The 4th was a thick silver braided band. It was pretty. He couldn't get them all on my finger cause they were tiny, tiny, tiny. Only the thick one fit. Then I said absolutely, I'll marry you again. ( I sounded southern...???) I was so happy. I got a big kiss (hubba hubba) and the audience was clapping and whistling and we were smiling into eachothers faces...then Forrest woke me up! always happens in the best dreams!
So, anyway. I loved that dream, not JUST because Hugh Jackman was in it, but because of all the feelings that were in it. I could have sworn at several points that it was real. So, that's one major plus of being pregnant. Awesome dreams. I know, I know, I'm crazy, blah, blah, blah. ETC.
Now, if Christian Bale were to star in my dreams, well, I wouldn't be telling you any of this...HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!
