My Killing Zombies with Nail Polish Dream

We are all together in this huge house…(And by we, I mean myself, hubby, kids, grandkids and a few friends).  Suddenly, on the radio is a bulletin.  Zombies are coming, and the only way to kill them is with nail polish, and not just any nail polish.  You must use orange, cream and light blue, and you have to coat your hands and slap them somewhere.  The nail polish stuns them into an almost paralytic state, thus giving you time to stab them in the head.

We are preparing for the zombie intrusion, with the grandkids hidden carefully under some endtables in the main living area, protected by their moms and uncle.  Suddenly out the window, we see them, so we coat our hands with the nail polish, and start slapping the hell out of the zombies.  Then we immediately take our screwdrivers and scissors that we have carefully laid out next to our nail polish bottles and stab them in the heads.

After successfully defeating the zombies that intruded the house, we step outside to find a little boy hiding on the porch.  He said “Look over there!”  Where we see big bright lit areas off to the right, in the sky over a big field.  There are words, German words, which of course nobody can read, because none of us are German.  Suddenly the words break apart, and they are formed by giant black birds.  The birds fly around and around and eventually leave.

The boy goes to the big body of water off the front of the house just past another field.  There is a large crowd of people in the water, and the boy walks right in, and is sucked under by something.  A friend jumps in to save him, because we hear that there may be zombies in the deeps of the water.

He saves the boy, and we have all saved the day.

My Starts With a Dog on the Roof and Ends With The Lost Boys in the House Dream

We’re in “our” house (which by the way, is a house I have never been in before in real life), when suddenly, off to the left of the kitchen the dog is in the little foyer or utility closet.  There is a tall enclosure or cabinet that leads up to the ceiling and he is climbing that enclosure.  When he gets to the top, he shimmies out the vent that leads to the roof.  My husband is yelling for him to come back down, and I go to the door to make sure he doesn’t fall.  Outside the door is my cat.  She comes in and the dog comes back down.

Next, my youngest is a little girl again and we have to leave for school.  The car won’t start, so we walk.  It’s been raining, the ground is wet with muddy puddles.  She said “Something feels weird on my feet mom.”  Then we realize she forgot her shoes and socks!  So we run back home.  Her shoes are in the basement and by the time we finally find them, I have 10 minutes to get her to school and me to work, so we have to literally run.  We seem to have developed superhuman speed, because even though we are running in slow motion, we get both places on time.

Cut to an escalator, which I am on, and it takes me back to the house from the beginning of the dream.  There are cowboys there, and lots of them.  Our friend comes in all decked out in chaps, boots, spurs, coyboy hat, the whole outfit.  “Quick!” he yells “Get my horse!  I pissed off some guys at the saloon!  I’ll cut out early, and you guys never saw me!  Later we’ll meet a few miles down the road.”  He then takes off on his horse, but they get trapped in the mud and the horse sinks into what appears to be quicksand or a sinkhole.  Our friend tries to pull his horse out, but something swallows the horse up whole, with the exception of his head.  He comes back, totally freaking out, “Something killed my horse!”  So, with the sounds of the pissed off cowboys getting closer, we have to hide him in the basement.

Cut to the living room.  The cowboys are gone, the dog isn’t on the roof, and the cat is in the house.  We are watching a movie.  It’s like a cross between a horror movie, the Walking Dead,  the X Men and the movie Hook.  It begins with a band of mutant superheroes assigned to secure and guard an enclosure filled with criminal zombies.  Suddenly a young woman is kidnapped  by a band of evil-doers who are keeping her in the woods for some ritualistic ceremony that obviously required the use of a young woman in a halter top and shorty shorts.  She screams and screams “Somebody help me!”  A mutant superhero who is helping construct a gate for the enclosure hears her screams.  He is torn….does he fulfill his duties or go save the damsel in distress?  For if he leaves, someone will surely find out.  So, he devises a plan.  Since he is super fast, and will be back in practically no time at all, he builds a dummy out of his clothes and a fence post.  Then he goes off to save the girl.

He finds the girl and is observing the evil-doers that have her.  There are many, possibly too many for one mutant superhero.  He is thinking he will need some help.  Suddenly The Lost Boys from the movie Hook come upon him and they agree to help.  The scene then jumps from the television and the set is in my house.  The Lost Boys are swinging on vines, shooting the bad guys with tomato guns, hitting them in the heads with coconuts.  The mutant superhero finds the girl, saves her, and the evil-doers are defeated by the Lost Boys.  Mutant superhero takes the girl back to his post, and nobody even knows he was gone.

The movie set is gone from the living room, I check the mail, and then go through a box that I received to find socks, a tee shirt and a pair of shorts.  The end.

The S Word….written by TaffyOKelly

Out the window I take a fleeting glance
And by chance I happen to see
Beautiful fluffy flakes of white
Staring back at me
Like artful billowy pillows
Floating all around
Or sparkly little fairies
Dancing to the ground
And as I watch in amazement and awe
Of such a glistening sight
I can’t help but wonder
What in the hell is this shit?
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