Bad bad Jenni, not taking the time to document dreams. Shame!
Ok, now that I'm done scolding myself I have a couple dreams to post. The first one is from Friday night. The second from last night.
Friday: I'm handing out with Victoria when she announces that she wants to get married in 3 days. Never mind that she hasn't had any planning or even talked to Brett. It has to be in 3 days. SO. Cue whirlwind music and planning. We find a place, a cute little wedding venue with stained glass windows and adorable wooden chairs. I get asked to be maid of honor. Sweet. Never been one of those before. Always a bridesmaid, never a maid of honor. Instead of dress shopping, we (me, Jenny, and Melissa) get told we're wearing green bathrobes. ??? Yeah. Victoria's wearing a white one. Well, I guess that's cheaper. Victoria's mom arrives after the ceremony to announce everyone in the wedding party, including spouses, get to go to Austria for the honeymoon. I mean, not the honeymoon suite, but that we get to take a vacation. Oh you people know what I mean!
Last night: I find myself in a field with mutants. As in, X-Men mutants. And I am one. I can read minds and fly. Sweeeeeet. We're in the middle of a battle with some faceless enemy when a comrade takes some shrapnel to the face. I take him back to my tent (cuz apparently I'm also the medic) and apply a salve to his wounds. His wife comes in, upset that I'm doing my job. The wife? Emma Frost. AAAHHH!!! We're being ambushed from the inside! I scoop up my patient and fly him away. Except he's too heavy so all the flying is done about 3 feet off the ground. I carry him to what I think is an abandoned theatre. Turns out it's a meeting place for vampires. And they're in a super big meeting with the elders (this is what I get for watching Being Human right before bed). I drop my patient who is promptly eaten. Everyone then stops and stares at me, including my old roommate Kari. Wait, she's a vampire now too?! Apparently so. I try to plead my case that I never meant to become human, it wasn't my fault. I kneel before the head elder asking him to re-vamp me. My request is denied. I'm doomed to walk the earth forever as a half-vampire. Suddenly a lone vamp comes up and bites my neck. I see the elders rushing our way and scream at them "it wasn't my idea." They rip off the other vamp's head and he's dead. I get spared. Cue alarm
And that's it. I'm surprised I didn't dream of Doctor Who, I've been watching it every day since it came in the mail a week ago.