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My Baby Boy Surprise

Cast of characters:

  • Just me and my surprise baby boy.

Historical context:

  • My great-grandfather’s name was Leo.  I love the name, and if I had a baby boy today, his name would be Leo.
  • I want kids.  A boy would be great.
  • I recently had an appointment with a surgeon to schedule surgery to have my gallbladder removed.  He told me that, until my surgery, I had to eat a very low-fat diet.  But then he looked at me and said that, by the looks of it, I already ate a low-fat diet, so it shouldn’t be a problem.  Totally untrue, but I was flattered that he thought so, nonetheless. 🙂
  • I like watching Family Guy on TV.  Haven’t in a while, though.

The dream:

I was walking down Monroe St. in front of the Karl Junginger Memorial Library in Waterloo, my home town, when I felt a pain in my belly.  I lifted my shirt and looked at my skinny belly.  All of a sudden I realized that I was 8 months pregnant.  I wondered how I could be 8 months pregnant and still have such a skinny belly.  Then I realized I was in labor.  Within the blink of an eye, I was holding my baby boy, while still standing outside the library.  My baby was swaddled in a white blanket and had a little crocheted white beanie on his head.  I thought that I’d better name him right away.  I started to think of good names for my baby.  I thought that Stan, Spence, and Hank would be good names.  Then I thought that maybe Stillwell would be a good name.  There was a character on Family Guy named Stillwell (ummm, there’s really not, as far as I know???), and I thought that it sounded like a rather regal name.  But then I stopped and remembered that I already had a favorite name for a little boy, but I couldn’t remember what it was.  I thought and thought, and finally it came to me… Leo!  I don’t know what I named the baby in the end, because the dream ended right as I remembered, “Leo.” 🙂

Lamborghinis in Rwanda

Cast of characters:

  • Jessica F. – Longtime friend and former roommate in Madison, WI.
  • Random men in suits.
  • Me

Historical context:

  • I visited Rwanda in October 2012.
  • I would never park somewhere where I might get a ticket.
  • I have no particular affinity towards Lamborghinis.

Last night’s dream:

It was a bright and sunny day in Rwanda.  I was not in any particular city; just in a big bustling city in Rwanda.  I was standing on a frontage road/street that ran alongside a main road.  There were men everywhere dressed in conservative, drab suits, walking here and there at a quick pace.  The curbs were crumbling.  The stores were accurate… open-front stores with the goods set out on display on the sidewalks.  There was a big box of black shoes in front of one store.  All of a sudden I was in a car, driving up and down the frontage road, looking for a place to park.  I couldn’t find a legal place to park anywhere.  When I’d get to a T in the road, I’d turn around in a parking lot and go back to the other end of the street.  Back and forth, back and forth.  I finally called Jessica F. on my cell phone while I was driving.  I told her that I couldn’t find a place to park.  She told me to come back to the East end of the street, and when I got there, I could see that she had a place to park in a parking lot.  She was with four guys in suits in a maroon Lamborghini.  The Lamborghini was actually an old, 1980s, dull-looking, 4-door sedan, but in my dream, it was a Lamborghini.  I couldn’t believe that Jessica was in a Lamborghini!  Though the parking lot was empty except for the Lamborghini, I couldn’t park there for some reason.