dream 015

An unpopular girl from high school invited everyone from Darby to go to her house way out in the country for a weekend of camping, swimming and fun. Surprisingly, everyone showed up. There was tons of alcohol and so many things to do. I ran into a bunch of old faces from Hilliard and chatted with them throughout different parts of the dream. I was supposed to meet up with Ian there, but then I saw him with a girl and he gave me an "oops, sorry..?!" kind of look. I was drinking gin & tonics with lime (and for the record, in reality I absolutely HATE gin) and I kept leaving them everywhere! I'd have one made for me, walk around, set it down, try to find it with no success and repeat the process all over again. This happened at least 5 times in the dream. A few times, I stole unattended drinks.

Later in the dream, I was in very large house. I was carrying around a dildo, and my family were at the house, so I kept trying to hide it anytime anyone came around. I dropped it a few times and luckily no one noticed it. I left it in the bathroom once, and I knew someone had gone in there because other items had been moved around. I was certain someone had seen it, but no one confessed or confronted me about it (which was my worst nightmare.)

My cousin Charlotte and I were in the basement of the house, sorting through a bunch of junk down there. The basement, in proportion with the scale of the house, was the size of a warehouse. It was completely filled with random things all over the place. We had found some Christmas decorations and, aligned with reality, it was near Christmas so we decided to bring them upstairs. Charlotte had mentioned something to me about how there were some really old chocolates and not to eat them. Time elapsed and we'd been handling more decorations and such, and as I entered the kitchen I happened upon a bowl of candies. There was an Andes mint in the bowl, which reminded me of Charlotte & her family's old house in Golfview Woods because her mom always put Andes mints in a candy dish in their living room during the holidays. I couldn't resist, and when I chomped into it, it tasted like....like the worst taste ever to enter ones palate. I had totally forgotten her warning not to eat the candy, not realizing that the candy dish I'd found was the one found earlier in the basement and deemed to be 7 or more years old.

Alone, I headed to the basement again, dildo still in hand and came to an area that was arranged pretty neatly for the most part, but its contents were an array of carnival prizes and props (ie; glass bottles, balloons, darts, huge stuffed animals, fish bowls) and party store supplies (erasers, temporary tattoos, pencils, goody bags, party hats, etc.) I also found a box full of memorabilia from my elementary and middle school years. Opening it, I found Nsync concert tickets from the concert I went to in seventh grade. Instantaneously, Justin Timberlake showed up. We chuckled together over the items (there were posters and concert tees and programs, too) and he offered to help me clean up the basement.