A Couple of Jackson-Themed Dreams!!!

Hey Y’all!

I have to tell you, last night was a banner night for me! I not only had a dream about the King of Pop, Michael Jackson, but also his brothers, The Jacksons! Both dreams were incredibly vivid and entertaining and I wanted to share them with you, while they were still fresh in my mind. (I forget my dreams so easily sometimes! *cries*)


MICHAEL JACKSON:

This dream started out strangely enough. I was in what appeared to be something like a small boathouse. (I never sail). But it had a little kitchen in it and for some reason, I was trying to fry some fish fillets. They never did come out right. As I was cooking, I could hear a whole bunch of people start shouting and calling my name and Michael’s name. So I walked out of the boathouse and I guess over to the dock, where a motorboat was pulling it. It had a couple on it, and two little girls. They were not Jacksons, but they seemed to know who I was. And as I stood there, Michael came up and joined me saying hello and hugging the kids. It was a Dangerous sort of looking Michael in the CTE shirt and with the long, blown out hair like in “Remember the Time”. He then asked me to them the house, and he went disappeared back inside.

Next to the boathouse was Michael’s main house, I assume, but it was nothing like Neverland. It was a beautiful little suburban-type house anyway. I assume, I was Michael’s wife, perhaps. But the people were happy and followed me into the house. I knew I was in Michael’s house, because the first thing I showed them was a a big shelf holding a bunch of his music awards. And for some reason, there was an old bicycle for Paris mounted on the wall, but I never saw any of Michael’s children in there.

So me and the four others went around looking at the house and some how wound up in the kitchen, where Michael, bless his heart, was doing his best to cook. What he cooked seemed to frighten the children, and they began asking me for Ramen Noodles instead. So Michael Jackson ate one monstrosity and five others enjoyed Ramen Noodles. LOL.

And the last thing I remember about the dream with Michael, was he was telling everyone to get their swimsuits on, we were going swimming, as the house sat right on the water. It was really, really cute and if I never woke up from it, I’d have lived in that little world forever, happily.


THE JACKSONS:

This dream was really, really great. I got to do something I always wanted to do, I went to a Jacksons concert! I very close to the stage, somewhere around the fifth row, and the place was packed, trust me!

So, the show started just like a real Jacksons’ show with them coming up out of the bottom of the stage with smoke rising and everything. But what was different, was that usually the Jacksons wear really cool suits, and onstage in this dream, they weren’t. Instead, they were all wearing red silk pajamas, and the little church shoes. It was hilarious, because as they performed and danced and sang, a few seats over from me, a lady hopped up, ran onstage and was trying to grab Marlon. But this poor woman was so excited, she fainted and almost slid off the stage.

Marlon tried to save her, grabbing her ankles, and almost being pulled off. AND HE KEPT SINGING THE DAMN SONG!!!

Eventually the Jacksons pulled the pajamas off, and were wearing their suits underneath. The last thing I saw before I awoke from this, was Marlon reaching out and shaking my hand.


And that was all, but it was fun while it lasted!

I'm Ashamed of Myself...

Hey Y'all,


So a few days ago, I started my food experiment where I keep a close track and monitor what it is I'm eating to hopefully change my habits.
And now, looking back on it, I really have a horrendous way of eating.
I have eaten a copious amount of fast food--Breakfast Jacks from Jack in the Box, Curly Fries, Chicken Nuggets, Tontino's Frozen Pizza, Soda and Folger's Coffee.
Then, on Wednesday night, I went to the State Fair with my friend Ebonie. While I did eat far less than I did last year, it still was a mess.



I ate almost an entire Blooming Onion similar to that, a Lamb Gyro and a Funnel Cake with some Bubblegum Slushie.
I can't explain how I hate the way I eat. And I'm surprised whenever I have bloodwork done in dialysis it comes back fairly normal. I have lost close to 100 pounds, and I honestly think that the way I keep it off, considering what goes into my body, is that I do try to not eat until I'm almost falling over with hunger.
I would eat better, but the thing is, I don't like to cook. Not because I'm not skilled at it, I'm a very good cook, it's that I have to think of my father and put him first. And because my father only have three teeth--really--I literally have to spend 4 to 6 hours preparing dinner for him, which includes smothering something down in a gravy. And I do NOT want to eat that every day. So really, to avoid having to cook two seperate meals, I else fast food it, or skip it entirely.
Yeah, I know that's bad, that's awful, but one, who's gonna cook for me and two, who's gonna give me the extra money to buy enough for both of us to have meals? Cause I'd rather try to feed dad.
It doesn't bother me. It helps keep me from gaining. Because in a little over a month is my birthday and I desperately want to fit into the cute clothes from Forever 21. When I was fat and ugly, I wanted to wear the pretty clothes and now I can. And I don't really mind of my tummy growls here and there as long as I can zip up those jeans over it.