August 28, 2006

Blowing My Mom's Theory Out of the Water

The women in my family dream a lot. Well, TGOO does too. And TN. I guess the average person must. It's part of our sleep patterns.

And I guess this is probably normal for others too... this dream come true thing. It's always scared me when its happened. But my Mom, in a way to pacify this fear in me about dreams coming true, would say, "If you tell someone your dream, it can't come true..."

And so it has been thus, that when I had a particularly real and scary dream, I have felt if I just told somone about it, it would not happen.

Four days ago, before Ernesto was even frickin' Ernesto, I had this dream that a hurricane came up from the south end of the peninsula, just around Miami and shot itself right up the middle of the state. In my dream I was looking at a Wunderground map and the hurricane covered the state, slicing it down the middle like deboning a fish.

So when Ernersto became Ernesto I said to my better half, "Babe, I had this dream..." in an effort to stave of that frickin' dream come true thing I hate so much.

And I thought it was safe. Because... its always worked before. Imagine my horror when I opened the Navy map today, and then the Wunderground map, at the prompting of a phone call from TGOO, and found this:

ernestokissmybutt.JPG


If this happens, this so totally blows my Moms theory out of the water and I think I will just have to give up sleeping.

Sleeping is so highly overrated anyway. Dammit.

Posted by Boudicca at August 28, 2006 08:56 AM | TrackBack
Comments

Thinking about you all from up here!

Posted by: oddybobo at August 28, 2006 09:11 AM

How happy am *I* right now to NOT be at the old (and now GONE) house in Orlando? Not to mention tryin' to sell in that territory.

But.....I was reading this morning that there is a very GOOD chance E will only be a tropical storm after Cuba.

I'm prayin'.

Posted by: Tammi at August 28, 2006 09:14 AM

Hopefully he'll be nothing more than a little blow. My plywood is wet, so I can't even pick it UP, let alone screw 'em into the walls.

I'm off to go fill up.

Yesterday the Texaco near us listed regular at 2.97, covered the regular pump handles with bags and was selling premium for 3.50.
They do that EVERY time!

I wouldn't give in to their extortion, so I need to go find some now.

Posted by: pam at August 28, 2006 10:13 AM

I was just telling someone the other day how much I was enjoying this non-hurricane season.

(eye roll at self and knock on wood)

Here's hoping it misses both of us and goes somewhere else. Or just disintegrates entirely.

Posted by: trouble at August 28, 2006 10:31 AM

Hey- I live by this rule. I just told Sissy a dream I had the other day so it wouldn't come true.

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 10:34 AM

Ackkkkk! I thought about you guys went I stopped by Skeetobite this morning.
http://www.skeetobiteweather.com/picservice.asp?t=z&m=05
'E' keeps curving east from the initial path...so hopefully it can keep on curving out to sea.

Posted by: cin at August 28, 2006 11:29 AM

Is this why I haven't had a great night of passion with Mark Wahlberg or Heath Ledger? Because I tell people my dreams?

Does it work both ways???? ;-)

Posted by: Sissy at August 28, 2006 12:34 PM

Yaa but if it was a choice of P'cola or here... I choose here.

Posted by: vw bug at August 28, 2006 02:58 PM

If you recall you were children when I offered that suggestion about dream telling to ease your worries. Now I see dreams reflecting the interior landscape of the individual. Maybe you feel like your living in a hurricane: working, driving kids here and there, school obiligations, scout leadership duties, work-outs, keeping the home fires buring and keeping an eye on fellow workers with hopes at preserving their lives...just to name a few things that could create storm warnings :-)

Posted by: mom at August 28, 2006 03:02 PM

Let him come..I ain't scared of nothing with a name like that..now if was a Juanita..look out

Posted by: GUYK at August 28, 2006 03:58 PM

They are showing it coming off Florida and skimming the Carolina coast.

My MIL lives on the South Carolina coast. I will be watching this very closely now. She doesn't prepare at all (no supplies, nothing). I am worried.

Posted by: Quality Weenie at August 28, 2006 04:05 PM

I will keep y'all in my prayers and I hope that all the hurricane nonsense will stay away on Veteran's Day Weekend when I will most likely be in Ft. Pierce! I lived in Homestead before Andrew and have no wish to relive the good ol days. :o)

Posted by: P. Smith at August 28, 2006 04:40 PM

Prayers being sent all of y'all's way.

Posted by: Mrs_Who at August 28, 2006 04:54 PM

The dream theory doesn't work. I have first hand experience. Besides, TS and hurricanes fall into the fickin' nightmare category after the experiences of the last two seasons.

I tend to agree with your mother's comment. Dreams reflect inner conflict. Slow down and breathe.

Posted by: Sticks at August 28, 2006 05:56 PM

WHA?!?! You made that up Mom? I thought it was an old wives tale or something, at least some superstitious thing... but made up? I'm crushed.

Posted by: Morrigan at August 28, 2006 08:38 PM

Morrigan- I know, I know. Me too. I was wondering if Sissy was going to see if she quit telling people her dreams and then we'd see her hook up with some beau hunky guy all rich and famous!

Posted by: Bou at August 28, 2006 08:50 PM

If it turns out she made that up, let me know. I've got a ton of great dreams I won't let anyone know about for just that reason.

Get ready to listen to my banality.

And come on up to the mountains if need be. What's 5 more in the cabin?

Posted by: RSM at August 28, 2006 09:04 PM