This weekend

Looong weekend
Enervating weekend.
Nice weekend.

Spent much of it with meadmaker That was nice.
We had some personal time, a class, led the HUB ritual, etc. Nice nice nice.

Then, yesterday, after a brief outing at B.S's with D.K., I went to the Gay Blades "Morris and Ritual Dance" gig. Very nice. And I even won a bit of money...hmmm, perhaps I should have played the lottery.

So, after that fun, I went home and couldn't move for a bit. Yeah, my body said, "ENOUGH, it's time to REST!" Ah, so, well, I did. Can you believe it?

Weird Dreams

Odd dreams from this weekend...

Friday Night:

I was attending a friend's graduation at Harvard. Not too strange, except this was someone that I knew way back in college. My folks were there, as was meadmaker. My folks and meadmaker were sitting in the sun, dozing on the green. I was sitting and talking to my friend.

Then, out of nowhere, my ex shows up. The one who thought it was fine for him to be poly, but not for me. Grrr. The one who had to consider every woman in his life as primary, "just in case." But made it clear that if I had sex with ANYONE, then he could not bear to be with me. *sigh* Anyway...he showed up at this graduation.

Then he got on one knee and started to propose marriage. I told him, "Don't - I don't want to refuse you, but I will if you do this." He just looked at me with tears in his eyes. At this point, meadmaker looked at us and started to come over to where we were. I didn't want to talk to anyone, so I got up and ran.

I ran to a rustic kitchen, where I then rehashed all this stuff that happened with Michael Caine while he was chopping vegetables.

Then I woke up.

I'll do the next dream in the next note...

Another Weird Dream

Um. I had it a second ago, and now I can't remember it.

Oh well.

I remember that other dream now!

Weird weird one...

meadmaker and I were at a hotel in Florida. I parked the car in the parking lot, and while we were entering the hotel lobby, somebody WALKED INTO IT and claimed serious injuries as a result.

The hotel morphed into a hotel/jail/courthouse/prison. It remained all of these, with an airport in back, for the remainder of the dream.

I was arrested, not allowed to contact a lawyer, tried without being allowed to even attempt to defend myself, and sentenced to 20 years in prison. I was then put into a "semi-solitary" cell. It was a cell with just a small peephole in the door, but I shared it with two other people. We were not allowed out of this room for anything.

I attempted escape many times, but was always caught.

So I tried something new using bees. Yes, bees. I'm not sure what I did, but it got me out of the cell, up to the lobby of the hotel, and I got out the door to my car (with my car keys miraculously in my pocket). My clothes and suitcase were still in the hotel room that I had been in, but I knew I didn't have time to get those.

So, I drove to my parents' house. I explained it all to my dad, who said, "meadmaker just called. He said he got back ok, but he wanted to talk to me in person about you. I didn't like that." Hmmm. Anyway, I explained it to my dad, told him what had happened, and told him that I would likely be apprehended shortly, so could he please get in contact with a lawyer for me, since I was not allowed to do so myself?

So, he got the lawyer, and we all went back to the hotel. I went to my old room and got my suitcase. By that time, the authorities knew I was in the building, and were trying to locate me. They were trying to figure out which room I was in by net usage, but I wasn't online.

And then I woke up.