Where is Daniel when you need him? Dream interpreter? Dream interpreter?
Last night, I had a doozy of a dream. There was some kind of big shindig going on . . . . um, somewhere. The location was unknown to me, although I knew it in my dream. There were thousands upon thousands of people there. Apparently, I was some kind of important person. I had a team of professionals working with me and following me around ~ getting me ready for the big ball later that night.
Let’s see . . . . there was my agent, Melissa. She was walking around with a clipboard screaming in her phone saying, “That’s all wrong! That’s all wrong! I can’t believe you, people! Read. My. Accent!” Then, she would cover up the phone with one hand, dip her finger into her “no-lid” Carmex jar, smear some Carmex on her lips, lean towards me and say, “Don’t worry, darling. I’ve got it all under control.”
There was also my hairstylist, Gussy. She was a woman on a mission ~ fingers flying all over my hair and talking a mile a minute. I watched in the mirror as she added extensions to my hair and began styling it. My IRL friend, Evon, who is also a beautiful, African-American woman, was coaching her into styling my hair. The funny part was . . . I’m a geeky white woman. The look they were going for just seemed all . . . . wrong. I kept trying to point it out to them, but they were adamant that it would make a statement. “No one will forget you after tonight! Your hair will look just like the signature Gussy ruffle!” Um, ok?
My mom was there. She was directing a handbell choir. Apparently, they were going to make their big debut during the ball.
I was sweating like a banshee and complaining about it being too hot. Edie, who was working on my make-up, was fussing at me for messing up her masterpiece. Then, Pioneer Woman appeared at my side and said, “Take these Kleenex and shove them under your armpits. It works like a gem.” I was speechless.
When it came time for me to get in my dress, I looked through all my bags in horror. Neither my team nor myself had packed a bra. No bra. Anywhere. My Mom, Melissa, Evon, Gussy, Edie and Darcy {I’m not entirely sure when she showed up} were feverishly trying to convince me that the bra-less look was in-style. I looked at them in all seriousness and said, “I don’t care what’s in style. I’ve nursed five babies. Do you know what that means?! My girls need help!”
My Mom said something about, “That’s not table talk, sweetheart.” {That is something she would so say in real life. In fact, she does say that.}
And then I woke up. I had to go to the bathroom somethin’ fierce.
The end. And you’re welcome.
In totally unrelated news, I’ve added two new items to my shop over the weekend. Clicking on the images will take you directly to the listing.
Your loving and weird friend,
Ruthanne
i love other people’s crazy dream stories. AND i just bought that gray and white fabric last week and I love it! I have it in Navy/White too!
ps – no bra? duck tape. while i haven’t had 5 kids, i am rather, um, “blessed”. i’ve had to use strategically placed duck tape under a few dresses that were just not bra friendly.
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:24 pm
Me thinks you and I have the same taste in fabric.
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That’s the LAST time I let you stay up late and watch the Emmy Awards!!!
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:24 pm
Ha! It just hit me that the Emmy Awards may be the inspiration for my crazy dream!
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haha that dream is somethin’ else. too funny! and those camera straps are GORGEOUS!!
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:23 pm
Thanks, Libby!
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Oh, to have hair like a Gussy ruffle!
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:23 pm
*snort*
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bahahaha! i can just hear melissa yelling at people with her accent! why is it so easy for me to picture you with hair like a gussy ruffle? if anyone can pull it off, it’s you ruthanne.
did you tell ree about your dream? i’m sure she would think that her idea was brilliant and why didn’t she think that irl before.
your dream was much better than mine. mine was terrible last night! i think it’s because i had a big giant chocolate chip cookie right before bed. and my friend amy told me a creepy story about someone that talks to dead people. as in FOR REAL. and it gave me the heebie-jeebies last night, with david and the boys not back from playing bball at church. CUHREEPY! aggh! just thinking about it makes the hairs on my arms stand up.
must think about pleasant things now, like those awesome camera strap covers! you are a clever girl. where did you get your inspiration?
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:22 pm
Eeew. I do *not* like creepy dreams. No way, man. I would much rather have weird, goofy dreams than creepy dreams any day!
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Hello
Found you through LA’s Freckled Nest blog. I’m in love with your Lemon Drop camera strap. Have a fabulous day!!
–Anna
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:17 pm
Thanks for stopping by, Anna!
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oh my goodness that was so funny! i’m so honored to be on your team.
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:16 pm
I can’t imagine anyone else being my manager. “Read. My. Accent!” *snort out loud*
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L to the O to the L!
Ruthanne you. are. great! You and your signature Gussy ruffle hair — hah! :]
This is making my morning.
PS. Thanks for dreaming of me <3
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:16 pm
As much as I love your ruffles, signature Gussy ruffle hair kinda skeers me . . . . *snort*
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Bahahaha! You are such a riot! Like Hannah, I don’t have 5 kids but I’ve been “blessed” and nursed Emily till 3! I don’t think duct tape could even help me!
Thanks for the laugh to start my day.
I love that black licorice camera strap cover. You are so talented…. and did I mention FUNNY?
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:15 pm
I’ve missed you, young lady! Please don’t stay away. It makes me sad.
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You crack me up. The end.
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:25 pm
How’s the whole “No Wine for a Month” plan going? I’m drinking for you. It’s what friends do for each other. I’m here for you.
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Cool! I love the black licorice!
Any chance your near Little Rock? We may be stopping there on the way to Branson on Wednesday night.
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LOL! Oh my word, Ruthanne! You crack me up! I laughed until I cried! “Signature Gussy ruffle hair”? Melissa the agent? Oh. My. Stinkin’. Word. I can just picture all of that. Is that geeky or what? (Still. That sounds like something that would happen if all of us bloggers got together for some big event.)
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:26 pm
Yes, the Gussy hair was pretty interesting. *snort*
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You are weird, but I still love you, and you make me laugh. It might be time to reassess your caffein intake though. : )
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:14 pm
Your comment made me laugh so hard, Kellie! *Sigh*
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Kellie Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 8:32 pm
Why — is it because I can’t spell caffeine? : P
I better go make a Starbucks run myself.
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You cracka me up, girlfriend!
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Ruthanne Reply:
August 30th, 2010 at 7:26 pm
I added your post on how to edit boys to my tumblr. Good stuff!
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I’m honored to make the dream. Just one question, it was MAC make-up, right? Just checking.
And I’d love gussy-ruffle hair. Sadly, right now I think I have Tom Petty hair. And I can’t tell you how many time I’ve dreamed of bloggers. It’s craziness.
love you and your quirky dreams,
edie
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Love your camera straps, and girl – you’ve got to stop eating spicy foods before bedtime
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That is HILARIOUS!!! I have some pretty wonky dreams at times, but it sure is fun to read about those of other people. I once had a crazy dream about Sprittibee . . . although she wasn’t really in it. But her mom was. LOL!!
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