Traditions

So I know I've told a few of you this but for Christmas my family has a few funny traditions.
One of my favorites is who our presents are "from". We get the usual Santa gift, and then one or two from Mom and Dad, and from other family. But then the rest of the gifts are from famous people or characters from our favorite movies, shows, and books. And lets just say my parents were in their element this year. And I just really wanted to write about how entertaining it all was. First off I got a thermal shirt from Rihanna that had umbrellas all over it! Get it! So good. Apple & Moses gave me the newest Coldplay album, since its their Dad's and all.  Barney of How I Met Your Mother got me a nice tuxedo jacket, you know so I can "suit up". "Darth.......Vader" gave me the scripts to the original Star Wars trilogy. (That ones mostly funny because we recently rewatched Revenge of the Sith and  Senator Palpatine tells him he shall be known as Darth....... Vader, like we didn't know). Oh and my Day in History Calendar was from Tom Brokaw. Good times.  Other times there are gifts from just people/ characters I like. Katniss got me a nice pair of jeans. There were some other good ones, but those are truly the best.

Also Lego Harry Potter 2 is great! As is Just Dance 3.

I really haven't had any entertaining dreams as of late. Mostly working nightmares leading up to Christmas. But I felt like I'd been neglecting my poor blog. So be ready for other random posts. Since work is going to be slowing down considerably I'm going to need something to pass all the extra hours.

Hope everyone had an enjoyable Christmas!

Until Next Time,
Sweet Dreams!

What Perfume?

Ok I know I usually only blog about my dreams, but this needed to be documented.

My bank branch has SUPER flirty tellers. My usual teller does the usual small talk flirting. Last time I came in he saw my paycheck and mention dropping by Thinker Toys to check it out. Which I felt was moving way to fast in our flirting relationship.

So today I come in to deposit this last month's paycheck and my normal guy wasn't there, which I was a little sad about.  I come up to this other young bank teller who begins with the normal small talk and then moves into "May I say that your perfume smells very good." Now fun fact for those of you who don't know me, I don't wear perfume, and I wasn't even wearing my new cake lotion. So I reply "Oh, thank you, but I'm not wearing any..." He then suggest that maybe it my hair, so we agree on that. Other fun fact, I can't really smell things, ever, so to me my hair smells like nothing. My Mother however informed me it indeed has a very strong, and good, scent. He too noticed I work at Thinker Toys and asked what it is. So I inform him its a local toy store in Multnomah Village, and that I use to shop there when I was a kid. He seems very impressed and asked if I ever dreamed of working there as a kid. No not really, but whatever. I then mention that I've just graduated college, which he then asked what I studied. So we're back to normal small talk.  But then he says "I see that your birthday is coming up." What? Yeah, he was looking up my birthday on my bank profile! What! So I tell him "Yes, it is coming up." To which he replies "How do you like having your birthday on the 1st?" Oh wow, yeah he's really looking it up. So I tell him as a kid it wasn't so much fun because people were out of town, but now its nice. And then he says "Yeah now that your over 21, I'm sure it much more fun." Oh wow, again, totally looking at my whole record. Then he hands me my deposit receipt and tells me to come back soon so we can talk again.
So aggressive! I mean WOW!

I think the reason this was so shocking is that up until about a year ago I could never tell when men were flirting with me. So now I'm not sure if I want to find an excuse to come back, or run away screaming. Its a tough decision.

Also I was wearing this today. (This is going to be for our Christmas card, I'm not weird and take pictures of my outfits when I get flirted with, just to clarify)

So all in all I had a very enjoyable day. And I may need to go back to the bank....

A Scary Match

So I've spent a better part of the last few days playing Tiny Tower on my iPod. Its great. Mostly because everything is so cute and tiny. I also started reading Matched last night. Which is another LDS young adult author. But so far its WAY better than Twilight. So part of Tiny Tower is giving people jobs and there are these number associated with their skill set in different areas, like food, retail, service, and so forth. Matched is a book about a society where they pick your "match" or future spouse as it were. You too are placed in jobs based on your skill set. So basically I had this weird dream where the characters in Matched were getting jobs in my Tiny Tower. It was quite odd.

Also for the record I'm kind of on team Xander, for anyone who understands that.

I also have a dream that I feel fair in blaming entirely on Nat. I was watching this really strange video of Saved by the Bell where Zach Morris gets to class late and is super confused because it an ASL class. It was super amusing because it was SO 90s. It was also really quick but I thought Nat would find it funny.

Also something to know about my life. We do family scripture and prayer every morning before my Dad goes to work and Jack goes to school. But because of my employment status as of now I usually go back to bed afterwards. So today when I was falling asleep again I had this super freaky dream where I was playing mini golf with my friends Katie and Maren. After the game we are walking around what appears to be a amusement park or fair. Katie decides to go to the haunted house and later comes running out in a crazed state. Maren and I go to her and try to calm her down and all she can say is "Look at the clock" She we walk over the the haunted house which is located on Hell St. and look at the clock. All I see is some weird image by the clock before I hear this loud noise.  In reality my phone was ringing. But it really mad me jump. Also it was Tucano's Brazilian Grill wanting to know if Divine Comedy wanted to schedule their Christmas party. I'm still not away from it I guess.

Until Next Time,
Sweet Dreams

Gobble Gobble

Ok the title is misleading. I have no Turkey or Thanksgiving themed dream to share.

I did however have a Justin Bieber dream about a week ago. I was a spy working under cover at the Costco (hello Chuck). Things are going well enough until my cover is blown, or something to that affect, and we have a shoot out of sorts. My team arrives and we're shooting up the place, it was crazy stuff. But the most entertaining part for me was the fact that Justin is there, and is completely useless. I spend most of the time yelling at him to pull himself together. It brought me great joy.

But just the other night I had an epic dream. It was a LOST, HUNGER GAMES, MAD MEN, HARRY POTTER mash up. So Peeta and I are stranded on this island with a bunch of other couples. But also Don Drapper, and Dobby and Kreacher. And possibly Jack Shepard. And this really bad storm is coming in. So we all cram in this house and start to bundle up, because according to one person on the island its the cold that will kill you, apparently not the drowning. So I'm putting on about 5 socks while Don bundles up Kreacher and Dobby in plastic bags to keep them dry. Oh whats that? That's a TERRIBLE idea. Yeah no kidding. Not only does Kreacher dye, but Don gets knocked out by a fallen tree will he was outside with the little elves. I woke up while we were all still trying to find him.

So what did I get from all this?

I watch too much TV, and read too much HP and Hunger Games. Having a week off work may not have been the best idea.

Until Next Time,
Sweet Dreams

Trick or Treat

Had a fun one this morning. It was one of those dreams when you've woken up but fall asleep again and you have a very detailed dream. So in the dream its Halloween morning and Matt, Kabe, Casey, and Whit show up at my house to celebrate Halloween with me. Now Whit soon switched to my friend Katie, and then she disappears all together, but that's not really important. The boys decided to come celebrate Halloween up in Portland to insure a fun time. So I get all dressed up in my epic wonder women costume and we head to Multnomah Village for their Halloween fun, and to show the boys where I work. It was an enjoyable dream. And it has forced me to admit I do miss my friends in Provo. But alas I don't see me making it out there any time soon.

So this ones for you Provo friends. Blog shout out!

Also these costumes my mom made for Jack and I were awesome.

Jack obviously went as Pikachu

And I was Wonder Women.

And Maddy went as Luna Lovegood. So basically us Greaves children are super nerds.

Until Next Time, 

Sweet Dreams

Sick

Man I have the best (and by best I mean weirdest) dreams when I'm sick.  So before bed last night I took some night time cold medicine.  From all the scattered dreams I can remember most of them had to do with me taking medicine or wanting medicine. At one point I was mixing cold medicines in an effort to sleep better. And then I had a really strange one where I was pregnant. Like I said, being sick does some crazy stuff to my subconscious.  And even with taking medicine last night I still woke up at 2:30AM and then 4:30AM. Lets just say work was super exciting today.

Until Next Time,
Sweet Dreams

Defending Religion

So I had a strange combo dream that I think had something to do with Mad Men and Sister Wives. Yes strange combo indeed.  It first starts off in some cafe where I'm meeting Peggy (from Mad Men), so obviously we're in the 60s and I helped arrange this meeting so the father from Peggy's church (yes the one who is really just Collin Hanks) can meet with her and make her feel terrible about herself.  So we're having that awkward conversation for a while, but then Collin disappears and my parents are there and its modern time again.  And I'm attempting to defend the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints to my parents, who appear to not be Mormon. I was trying, and failing to explain the Book of Mormon, and the Joseph Smith translation of the Bible. They were not being very nice about any of it.  It was an awful dream.

So first off I'm glad my parents are indeed members, and that I don't have to explain myself to them.  Second, I feel like watching an episode of Sister Wives has given me better comebacks when people play the polygamy card. And thirdly, I want Mad Men to come back so I stop  making up new story lines.

Hopefully some Downton Abbey will fill the void.

Until Next Time,
Sweet Dreams