Monday, December 15, 2008

My Worlds Have Officially Collided

The other night I had a bizarre dream (and it wasn't either of my recurring "house" dreams). I'll try to point out my various worlds as we go.

Carma and Cherise (two of my best friends) and I were going to the BYU Wilkinson Center (Ellie's Music Express performance) to get our picture taken with Stephenie Meyer, the author of the Twilight series (which I read and just recently saw the first movie). We were holding not a map, but like a 3-D model (I think this is Ellie's science fair) of the campus. We realized we were lost and ended up asking someone on the sidewalk, which turned out to be Stephenie Meyer. I struggled with asking if we could just take a picture with her there or respecting her possible desire for anonymity and just asking if she knew where this specific location was. She said, "You know, I'm headed there myself and would be happy to take you there." We were thrilled, but still didn't act as though we recognied her.

As we came to the place, we saw this whole set up like you would see in every mall around the country come this time of year: Santa and his workshop and presents and elves, etc. There was an enormous line already in place (this would be the unbelieveable line we saw at BYU for pictures with Santa). As we got closer to the front, I realized that people kept getting in line in front of me. I was so frustrated and someone pointed out that there was a sign at the front of the line which explained that anyone who came dressed as a princess, sporting a crown, could go to the front of the line. Each time we were next, someone could jump in front of us: firemen (um, no explanation for this), bratty pre-teens with their mothers, and even someone I can't really explain, kind of alien-looking. At this point, I was fed up and ended up pushing this person and her child out of the way. My friends looked at me and said, "I can't believe you just did that! It's so out of character for you!" (Um, this is probably my inability to actually say what I'm thinking I really want to say.)

I stood up on a chair and yelled, "WE ARE DAUGHTERS OF OUR HEAVENLY FATHER, WHO LOVES US AND WE LOVE HIM! (The Young Women theme) If that doesn't make me a REAL princess, I don't know what does!" A little boy from the back of the line came up, handed me a toy crown (the size of your thumbnail) and said, "Here, lady, just take it. It was my Happy Meal toy (we had gone to McDonald's the night before) and I think you need it more than I do."

I don't even remember if we actually got our picture taken with her. I just remember falling down and crying because someone finally heard me. Bizarre! (If you want a good laugh, maybe I'll tell you about my two house dreams sometime.)


Holly said...

That was hilarious! I'm just impressed you could remember the whole dream in such detail--how funny! :)

leila said...

You know those tests where they tell you to read to the end before you start. Then the end tells you not to do the test? Well, that's sort of what Idid just now except I didn't read the part about it being a dream. So I was believing and following the whole story. Now I'm laughing at you AND me.!! Leila