tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303393050086784381.post2544077853834268801..comments2023-06-08T05:47:39.373-04:00Comments on Even if...: Sleepers and the SleeplessKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13249555831160939242noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303393050086784381.post-36646903043392500622007-11-06T23:12:00.000-05:002007-11-06T23:12:00.000-05:00So, I called in sick for tomorrow. My first time e...So, I called in sick for tomorrow. My first time ever... But this means that you can call me during the day as long as it's not too early. ;) I want to talk about this dream some more.Melindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15951781650937530763noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303393050086784381.post-32167731002144366692007-11-06T11:10:00.000-05:002007-11-06T11:10:00.000-05:00I always had the wierdest pregnancy dreams, but yo...I always had the wierdest pregnancy dreams, but yours takes the cake! I love the murder mystery...and the second might have to do with RVC Kids?]<BR/><BR/>Sunday morning in the shower I was praying for families with middle and high schoolers to start coming to RVC, and the prayer morphed into praying for revival to sweep through W Laf and Jefferson high schools...interesting how God uses our dreams and prayers!Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09397122617482008646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303393050086784381.post-50251293308794435602007-11-06T08:34:00.000-05:002007-11-06T08:34:00.000-05:00That is SO funny. At least your dream wasn't dark...That is SO funny. At least your dream wasn't dark and disturbing...The funnier part is that that sounds EXACTLY like something Dave would say. Weird. :-)Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13249555831160939242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303393050086784381.post-86412766862876342092007-11-06T08:13:00.000-05:002007-11-06T08:13:00.000-05:00So, you were in my dream last night. I dreamt tha...So, you were in my dream last night. I dreamt that we were going to the same wedding (whose, I don't know) and that we were staying in the same hotel and going to drive over together. You and Dave (sans Noah, wherever he was) came over to see if I was ready, but I hadn't done my hair because I couldn't find my shoes. After tearing my suitcase apart, I decided I must have forgotten them and I needed to run over to the mall adjoining our hotel to buy some new ones. Dave didn't want me to--he was convinced that if I went into a mall, I would be absorbed in shopping and we would miss the wedding. "It'll just take five minutes," I pleaded, to which Dave answered, "Oh, no. I know what five minutes are for a girl who's getting ready. You'll find shoes you like, but then you'll be worried they're the wrong color or too tall or something, and we'll never get out of here." You tried to convince him to run to a ladies' department store and buy the first pair of black heels he saw while you fixed my hair. My alarm woke me up before this dispute was resolved. AS you said, bizarre. Not being ready on time and forgetting an essential item are frequent real-life occurences for me, but usually my dad, brother or sister is in the place of Dave. I appreciated your patience and understanding! ;)Kelseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07935667360915723070noreply@blogger.com