Dear dreams, 2 beers, and purple stains

On Day 5 of my 30 Day Challenge I'm supposed to address my dreams. I could address the dreams and nightmares I have while I sleep, that would be fun-- finally, I can tell my subconscious what I really think of the "movies" it's been putting out recently. Ha! I can imagine it now...

"Dear dreams, why are you so weird? Please stop freaking me out. K thanx."

I do have a story I want to tell you about a funny dream I had a few nights ago, but I'll save that for later. Right now, I would like to address my hopes and dreams, the things that I wish for in life, and the things that I would like to accomplish during my time on Earth.

@LifelongDreams: How do I make you come true, besides working hard and trying, even when no one cares? I have a fear of failure. I just want to do "okay."

I used to have really outlandish goals, but I think as we get older we become more and more realistic about how things in life work. If you work really, really hard, you can do all right for yourself and lead a comfortable life. Some people will make their dreams of becoming famous come true, while most others will fail and lay by the wayside with their crushed hopes.

Becoming famous helps if you're already incredibly rich, or if you're related to, or dating somebody, who is famous. For the rest of us, it's just a bunch of noses to the grind and hours of sweat and determination, and then maybe we can afford to pay car insurance one day. Just maybe.

I still dream of being a world-renown writer, but I won't kick myself if it doesn't happen. So long as I have a roof over my head, a kitty at my feet, and my man by my side, I will be happy.

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So, I told you before that I would tell you about the weird dream I had a few nights ago. It was not an ordinary dream for me to have: the dreams I usually remember are nonsensical and winding, like walking through an endless and empty corridor of a large building, confused and wandering aimlessly. This was a funny dream. It was humorous to me when I woke up and remembered it-- it felt like a scene from a movie. Here's how it played out (dream written in purple):

I was at a bar with my boyfriend where we were drinking either red wine or some dark-colored juice. I was wearing a white dress. Just as I was thinking "I better not spill anything on this dress," I accidentally dripped some of my drink right on the front of the dress. It was a noticeable stain and I was pissed, but I quickly went over to the bar and asked the bartender for a glass of soda water. The bartender looked at me and said "What else?"

I was in a frantic state and explained to the bartender that I need to soda water to help remove the stain from my dress. "Yes," he said, "You need the soda water, but you need something else. Just think."

Perplexed by his reply and getting angrier that he wasn't helping me, I said "I don't know what else I need. Can you please just give me the soda water?" But this guy was insistent.

"Think. Just think," he said. "What else do you need to get the stain out? Think." My mind raced furiously as I went over a mental list of household items that could help remove my purple stain. Then I had it, I knew what else I needed. "Salt!" I cired out, and then the bartender disappeared.

Weird, right? I don't believe that dreams hold some deeper meaning or any of that other Freudian crap (Freud was a drug-addict and I think he just made up a lot of his theories to make himself feel better). It was just a weird dream, but a memorable one!

To end this blog, I would like to share with you a video from last night's Late Night with Jimmy Fallon. It's a ballad of the Jet Blue flight attendant who freaked out the other day, took two beers from the refreshment cart, and then jumped down the escape slide. I'm sure you've heard the story by now, but here is Jimmy Fallon's hilarious song about what to do when life sticks its tongue at you.