dinglaurie

I was at a house with a lot of people I didn't really know, or just can't see their faces. My best friend's older brother was there and his best friend. We were getting ready to go camping. (her brother passed away about 5 years ago.) While we were getting ready to go camping he was hinting about us getting in a relationship again. I wanted to try it again. Then he was wishy washy about it because as in real life in the dream he had cancer and didn't want to get into a relationship because he knew he was going to die soon. He didn't want to start something and end up leaving me alone. He then decided why not. then it faded away.

I was visiting home in New Braunfels, not the home my dad lives in but the house I grew up in. I just got there and had a bunch of Christmas decorations I set up out side in the front yard on a table. I told my dad we would all go out there and they can pick what they want out of it. I was sitting on the couch watching tv next to my 1/2 sister. We are not close at all. She started scooting closer and closer to me. She then was right next to me and put her head on my shoulder and said my big sister. I put my arm around her, hugging her and saying my little sister and started crying. I was talking with my dad, I was telling him about this really cool job that I just got. (I got this job in my dream about 3 or 4 days ago in another dream.) My step mom came out of the bed room so we all decided to go outside so they could pick the decorations they wanted for their house. (my step mom is the queen of Christmas decorations she doesn't need any more.) they are all walking around the table grabbing things. There was a bunch of sweet treats on the table too. We were all snacking on them. I was watching all the neighbor hood dogs come into the yard and pooping. It was like a nasty doggie park. I was walking around the table and stepped in dog poo. I warned everyone to watch where they step. I has socks on so it was really ick I could feel the gush as I stepped on it. I was walking around the table still and I looked across the street to my best friends house. There were a lot of cars there just like when we were younger. Her sister and brother in law were just getting into an 80's model Ford Mustang they whipped around and were talking to me. (Her sister had passed away about 10+ years ago.) I can't remember the conversation we had. the houses, trees, yard, and neighbor's houses were the same as when were growing up, except for my dad, sister, and step mom, they were the age we are now. I tend to have dreams that connect to another dream from another night like a soap opera.