Auburn

I was at the Auburn house, and I was headed to church. My mom had given me permission to drive her car, which in the dream was still silver, but even sportier than in real life. I don't know why I was driving; when we lived there, we almost always walked, as it was so close.

Still, I got in the car, elaborately backing out and turning around, getting used again to the manual transmission and avoiding hitting anyone on the active street (which, on church mornings in Auburn, it never actually was: everyone was at church!). As I pulled up to the intersection, where I would turn left, an aqua VW beetle swerved past me on the left and hung a left turn without stopping. Jerk.

When I got to the church, there were orange traffic cones in the parking lot and I realized they were doing valet parking. As I got my keys together and got out of the car, I realized that I had put on a nice skirt, but was still wearing a rather sloppy tank top (which I wore under another shirt yesterday, and which I sometimes sleep in). Then I looked down and saw that I was also wearing my black down booties: apparently the only dressing I'd done was to put on the skirt.

As I pondered whether to walk home and change, or drive home, or try to just pull off this odd combination and pretend it was fashion-forward, the kid doing the valet parking had gotten into a cooler in the backseat. He was concerned that the ice would melt while I was inside. In particular, he was worried about a container of milk. I told him it was really old and that we didn't care about it.

Cruising along

I had multiple dreams last night, most of which I cant remember and should have blogged this morning to give you the full effect. Alas, I am using my time blogging now, as a way of procrastinating from much less important things :)
Anyway, the two dreams I remember include peripherally watching my sister prepare to get married (she is already married in real life). I remember her arranging purple sequined clothing in a pile with purple themed items and another pile of browns and deep orange. She seemed excited but did not notice I was there. I didn't make my presence known either. It was a short and quick dream.

The other dream I had was more eventful and exciting. I was sitting in a car that I used to have; a VW beetle (i.e. the newer ones), hanging outside the window but am attached to the door. I suddenly turn around and I see the dashboard brightly lit, but now am inside the car, but it is my current car instead of the beetle (weird, i know). I am trying to get on the 10 freeway, but the car wont move. I try to accelerate and the car at first doesn't move, but does after a turn of the steering wheel. I make a u-turn and I see on the dashboard in white and yellow signs of "check engine", "your car needs to be serviced" and then it turns into another sign that is brightly lit in rainbow colors but in the form of a jackal that is smiling. I just remember being freaked out, worried, and overwhelmed because of my past history with cars- there was a time when I was always getting into trouble with them.
I woke up to my phone ringing at 8am on a Saturday morning ending the hopes of sleeping in and forgetting this twisted dream.