100 Days of Happiness - Day 18
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amberdreamsI had a lot of photos to choose from today as we had a nice day out on the bus in the Borders where things are pretty literal - the Brick House is made of brick, and The Big House is quite large.
Possibly my favourite was the nobbly bobbly bin at Whittington Castle, though of course my parents were contributing to my happy day.
In addition, I woke up this morning from a dream about Danneel and Jensen.
I was at a fairly unconventional convention. At some point for some reason, I was talking to Jensen about Formula 1. I was showing him a set of drawings I’d done (non existent in real life I might add!) of Jensen as Paul Newman in whatever film it was Newman made about motor racing, but then got totally distracted into telling him about Rush, what a great film it was and how he and Danneel should watch it together. I think he was trying to say he wasn’t really into Formula 1 since someone whose name I didn’t catch had died, but I wasn’t really listening to him (how rude am I?), I was too excited about telling him all about Rush.
He gave me and some other fans a cardboard folder with photocopies of a cartoon he’d drawn about himself and Jared – some sort of story that was over the two sides of the paper and was really cute and well drawn. For some reason I was left holding the last few copies in the folder and was wandering around this big room where the next event was to be when I bumped into Danneel. So obviously I started chatting with her, telling her it wasn’t fair her hubby was so multitalented. Of course, she agreed.
Then this bloke came along in some sort of vehicle that was more like a mobile shed (with a corrugated asbestos roof) than anything else. He was her gardener, I think. Any how she and I and maybe a couple of other fans got into this shed on wheels which was running on tracks like a train, and he drove us off to see her allotment (must have been sparked by my Mum planting her peas yesterday). Something happened and I had to climb onto the roof of the thing and was absolutely petrified by the time we arrived. Then a bat landed on my shoulder – it was the weirdest looking bat, more like a furry puffer fish and had a mouthful of very sharp teeth, so after seeing those I stopped thinking it was cute and flicked it off into a big pond. What relevance that had to anything I have no idea.
In the meantime I was now talking to Danneel about writing and how hard it is, and telling her all about 12morimo, as a prelude to telling her how she should watch Rush. She was just offering to talk to Jensen’s publishing agent for me when O Death playing on my phone alarm woke me up.
All of which leaves me wondering - why don't I have sexy times with Jensen in my dreams? Why do I seem to want to include Danneel and not in order to have threesomes? Last time I had a dream like this Jensen was making maternity dresses for Danneel. I ask you. WTH, brain?
Possibly my favourite was the nobbly bobbly bin at Whittington Castle, though of course my parents were contributing to my happy day.
In addition, I woke up this morning from a dream about Danneel and Jensen.
I was at a fairly unconventional convention. At some point for some reason, I was talking to Jensen about Formula 1. I was showing him a set of drawings I’d done (non existent in real life I might add!) of Jensen as Paul Newman in whatever film it was Newman made about motor racing, but then got totally distracted into telling him about Rush, what a great film it was and how he and Danneel should watch it together. I think he was trying to say he wasn’t really into Formula 1 since someone whose name I didn’t catch had died, but I wasn’t really listening to him (how rude am I?), I was too excited about telling him all about Rush.
He gave me and some other fans a cardboard folder with photocopies of a cartoon he’d drawn about himself and Jared – some sort of story that was over the two sides of the paper and was really cute and well drawn. For some reason I was left holding the last few copies in the folder and was wandering around this big room where the next event was to be when I bumped into Danneel. So obviously I started chatting with her, telling her it wasn’t fair her hubby was so multitalented. Of course, she agreed.
Then this bloke came along in some sort of vehicle that was more like a mobile shed (with a corrugated asbestos roof) than anything else. He was her gardener, I think. Any how she and I and maybe a couple of other fans got into this shed on wheels which was running on tracks like a train, and he drove us off to see her allotment (must have been sparked by my Mum planting her peas yesterday). Something happened and I had to climb onto the roof of the thing and was absolutely petrified by the time we arrived. Then a bat landed on my shoulder – it was the weirdest looking bat, more like a furry puffer fish and had a mouthful of very sharp teeth, so after seeing those I stopped thinking it was cute and flicked it off into a big pond. What relevance that had to anything I have no idea.
In the meantime I was now talking to Danneel about writing and how hard it is, and telling her all about 12morimo, as a prelude to telling her how she should watch Rush. She was just offering to talk to Jensen’s publishing agent for me when O Death playing on my phone alarm woke me up.
All of which leaves me wondering - why don't I have sexy times with Jensen in my dreams? Why do I seem to want to include Danneel and not in order to have threesomes? Last time I had a dream like this Jensen was making maternity dresses for Danneel. I ask you. WTH, brain?
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Date: 2014-03-28 11:55 pm (UTC)Let's see.... the shed on wheels, would be, moving along while nurturing creativity. So that is why Danneel (mother of Jensen's child) and You (his literary agent) trundle along on it. I love that you associated cartooning and gardening and Danneel and you and creative writing/drawing. :)
The bat puffer fish. There is something inherently dangerous about nurturing creativity. Thus these demons fly at you and try to get you with their sharp teeth. It is one of those images sent by the Trickster to make life more Interesting. Banishing it into a pond is perfect .. the pond as a body of water represents creative chaos, so you dismissed the bat/fish back into its own element.
Also the fact that the shed seemed so wobbly and treacherous is Very Baba Yaga!! You make a deal with the witch every time you invoke creativity. :) It's so perfect that you mentioned 12mowrimo by name in your dream!!
Jensen and Paul Newman and Formula One. I guess it has to do with the tension between speed vs quality. Paul Newman urges that you can go fast and also be terrific, whereas Jensen is more workmanlike and careful. :)
True Fact: my BFF's parents were stock car racers in the same circuit with Paul Newman when she was a baby, so my BFF actually spit up on Paul Newman. :)
Rumor: Jensen's brother used to do something with cars? supe them up? race them? I forget!
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Date: 2014-03-29 02:20 am (UTC)Also, your dream.... I never, ever remember mine. I wonder if Jensen and Daneel are major players in them?
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Date: 2014-03-29 06:54 am (UTC)And yes, being surrounded by history is wonderful and will probably feature sometime in future as one of my happy-making moments!
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