Secrets!

Mark was wanting to find my "more secret" diary, so to trick him I was going to lots of odd places and different cupboards going "hmm, is it in here?"

Actually, that I have a secret diary is news to me too...

Hidden Room

We were cleaning up Nanna's house to get it ready to sell until I found a secret door that lead into a whole other area of the building. It had high ceilings and an old fireplace, new carpets that needed a bit of a clean and a few large boxes of things. After a new coat of paint it would have been really special and it looked out onto a gorgeous secret garden noone had seen before.

No Bruce Willis!

"No Bruce Willis, you can't rescue the girl because you've got no legs" is what I said to a wheel chair bound Bruce Willis who was missing his legs from just above his knees and using a motorised wheel chair right before I carried a blonde haired woman from somewhere... before I was laughing too much I woke myself up about saying that to Bruce Willis.

Diamond Beads

My boss presented me with a huge envelope of beads and jewellery parts. There was a collection of flat beads which were made from flat slivers of diamond with a embossed letter. I didn't like them so I offered to make him a bracelet spelling the name of his daughter. I made one which said "Coraline" (not the name of his daughter) and then found some beautiful polished jade beads amongst strands of tacky plastic ones which I separated out to keep for myself.

Sorry Mark, You're a Ghost...

Mark died before we got married, but he was a ghost and I could still talk to him every day. I was disappointed that he couldn't have the tasty lollies I'd bought for him. Then I went to a shopping centre, but I couldn't get my car to drive up the very steep ramp to the car parks so I dumped my car in front of the ramp and rode a donkey into an elevator. When I got to the right floor an old art teacher from highschool was standing in a strange sculpture/water feature of crystal shards. He was painting feathers with purple paint and a paint brush the size of a broom.

Disjointed

*tossturn* I heard a noise outside and peeked through the blinds. There was a car with a trailer driving up a ramp onto the roof of our house. I didn't think it was strange, but wished the noise would stop *tossturn* I opened my eyes and I was lying on a couch-like seat which reminded me of a diner. A table appeared between my seat and another. Two people appeared on the seat opposite mine. I asked them to stop talking as I was trying to sleep *tossturn* The bed was huge and people were jumping on it. I told them where they could stick their jumping...

I had partially awoken just before this dream to noises outside of Mark getting ready for work and loading the car. I was told afterwards there had also been a phone call shortly after he left which probably added to the changes and strange disjointed dream