No analysis.
Another Mom dream. I don't have one for months, and then I have two in the space of a week. In this one, I was visiting the South for a surprise birthday party for Missy. I baked a cake (which someone, I think it was Blair in the dream, mysteriously mutilated by cutting off all the outsides, all the surfaces with frosting, which kind of pissed me off, but nobody else seemed to mind that the birthday cake had no frosting, because someone else brought a frostingless cake). Everyone hid in a room that adjoined Missy's teaching assistant office, where we knew she'd go that evening after class. When she came in, we all jumped out and surprised her, and she seemed very surprised and pleased.
After the party, I was supposed to leave again for Connecticut the next day, but Blair wanted me to ditch Lee for the evening and hang out with her. I was totally down with that--except for one thing. I wanted to see my mom. So I ditched both Blair and Lee. They dropped me off at the hospital, and I was going to find my own way back to Connecticut, if not the next day, then a few days later.
I went into the hospital, but then I was in the mall. I looked in the shops for my mom. It was Christmastime. I spotted her inside a Bath and Body Works, where she was getting some kind of makeover, and the girls who worked there were wearing these pink smock dresses and Playboy bunny ears (my mind told me this was some kind of Christmas costuming). I didn't go in, though; I was nervous.
Now that I'm remembering, it seems like earlier in the dream there was some business going on where I would talk to my mom, like at the party, and people would ask who I was talking to, and then she wouldn't be there...? Or they just couldn't see her? I'm not sure. In any case, my mental state was very anxious throughout the dream. I was anxious over what people would think of me and whether I would disappoint people and whether I would get to do what I wanted to do and whether I would do the right thing.
I walked past the salon where my mom was and tried to psyche myself up for going in to meet her. When I came back around, she was finished with the makeover and was going next door to a MasterCuts. She was wearing her wig, and I realized she wanted it cut because it was getting too long (?). I followed her into the MasterCuts. Did we embrace? I don't remember; I don't remember even talking to her. I just remember standing with her as she talked to the man at the MasterCuts. He was busy with someone else, but he asked what she needed, and she said she'd been wanting to come in for a while, but she was nervous because she was afraid her wig was smelly. He didn't understand what she said and asked her to repeat it twice, but finally, the message got across. He sat down with her at a table and began showing her where his book sales were. He was a dealer in used books and went all over the country selling the books at book fairs.
She was trying to figure out where there was a show close by, where the next one would be, and I asked the man if he had a website. He did, and I wrote it down.
No analysis.
After the party, I was supposed to leave again for Connecticut the next day, but Blair wanted me to ditch Lee for the evening and hang out with her. I was totally down with that--except for one thing. I wanted to see my mom. So I ditched both Blair and Lee. They dropped me off at the hospital, and I was going to find my own way back to Connecticut, if not the next day, then a few days later.
I went into the hospital, but then I was in the mall. I looked in the shops for my mom. It was Christmastime. I spotted her inside a Bath and Body Works, where she was getting some kind of makeover, and the girls who worked there were wearing these pink smock dresses and Playboy bunny ears (my mind told me this was some kind of Christmas costuming). I didn't go in, though; I was nervous.
Now that I'm remembering, it seems like earlier in the dream there was some business going on where I would talk to my mom, like at the party, and people would ask who I was talking to, and then she wouldn't be there...? Or they just couldn't see her? I'm not sure. In any case, my mental state was very anxious throughout the dream. I was anxious over what people would think of me and whether I would disappoint people and whether I would get to do what I wanted to do and whether I would do the right thing.
I walked past the salon where my mom was and tried to psyche myself up for going in to meet her. When I came back around, she was finished with the makeover and was going next door to a MasterCuts. She was wearing her wig, and I realized she wanted it cut because it was getting too long (?). I followed her into the MasterCuts. Did we embrace? I don't remember; I don't remember even talking to her. I just remember standing with her as she talked to the man at the MasterCuts. He was busy with someone else, but he asked what she needed, and she said she'd been wanting to come in for a while, but she was nervous because she was afraid her wig was smelly. He didn't understand what she said and asked her to repeat it twice, but finally, the message got across. He sat down with her at a table and began showing her where his book sales were. He was a dealer in used books and went all over the country selling the books at book fairs.
She was trying to figure out where there was a show close by, where the next one would be, and I asked the man if he had a website. He did, and I wrote it down.
No analysis.