Strange dreams

Well, I haven't posted anything for a few days because my kids haven't been funny. I think actually that I haven't been funny or I haven't been in the mood to enjoy their regular hilarious statements. I have been rather sick for the last week or so and haven't enjoyed much of anything except the end of my book and sleeping. I am feeling very much better today though, and I'm looking forward to feeling even better tomorrow. However, the last week of illness has cursed me with strange dreams, which in the absence of anything cute from my kids, will have to be the main point of this short blog. I have been writing my dreams down for over a year now and it is really fun to go back and read about them. Of course, I don't write all my dreams down, just the ones worth remembering.
Okay, the other night I had a dream that I got in trouble for something so I got sent to prison. However, this prison was underwater and only accessible by going deep in the ocean. After trying to hold your breath for as long as possible, you would eventually figure out that you could, though very uncomfortably, breathe underwater. So there I was with a major sinus infection having a dream about not being able to breathe comfortably. My mom thought it was rather funny when I told her the next morning.
On to dream number 2, which is way cooler and less illness-related than the first one. I was in the army special ops kind of group and we raided this lab. We met with little resistance and ended up deep in the building reloading when a huge guy comes straight towards me. Everyone started shooting at him, but he just kept coming. I put two clips in him and he finally fell over just in front of me. We realized that we were in big trouble. We saw on a cool radar screen that dozens of these guys were heading towards us from all over the building. We started running for the loading dock and found some other lab workers dressed up in robes. We still hadn't run into the big robot guys that were chasing us, but the robed guys were doing something strange in the loading dock and we decided to make a run for it. We had some vans parked outside ( I know, why not tanks or something? ) and about 10 of us made it outside to one of them. The rest of our group got outside, but then they just put their stuff down and started relaxing. We were all yelling at them to get into the vans, but it was too late. The robot guys started attacking us and our van took off while we still could. Yes, we left them! Don't judge! The next thing I knew we had stopped downtown and decided to get some lunch and do some shopping.
If you have actually read all this post, you must be bored! But thanks anyway, hope you enjoyed my random dream. I have many of them, especially when I'm sick.