Saturday, June 14, 2008

Why am I up at 5:50 AM on a Saturday?

Because we had our first sleep over with our cousin Jack...

I had 2 nightmares last night about my talk that I am giving in church tomorrow. The first one started when I printed out my talk and ended up with about 100 pages of miscellaneous content and my 4 page talk mixed in. After looking through the stack I realized I was 15 minutes late and so I hopped in my car to leave and it was somehow also Halloween, or some other holiday when the streets are filled with children all wearing costumes. This didn't help my lateness one bit and I showed up just as I thought church was ending, but as it turned out, they waited for me. The best part was that the entire congregation had a copy of my talk as well as embarrassingly unflattering photos of me.

The second dream I had was similar to the first in that I was running late and instead of children, the streets were filled with dogs. When I got to church late I was told that my talk would be broadcasted world wide (of course, who wouldn't want to hear my super awesome talk?). As I was preparing my notes I noticed more and more pages missing, then as the broadcast started, I knocked over the microphone. Then I unexpectedly found myself singing a song I didn't even know and I kept thinking to myslelf "What am I doing? I can't sing?! I don't even know the words to this song!" Then I regained composure and started on the talk again. Things were going well and then all of a sudden people started raising their hands to ask questions. What are they doing? This isn't an open forum! Then as I ignored the questions, people just started shouting them out. "Hey Caitlin, don't cash my check because it will bounce. I think it was number 5957." What? "Caitlin, do you prefer Cheerios or Chex?"

Then I woke up. I don't think my talk can go any worse than I dreamed, so it should go well.

PS- last time I gave a talk, the microphone was broken and I had to shout it out over the pulpit. I'm serious. Not so great when you are in an elderly ward. Our friend Tim Shaw said that Chad reminded him of a young Sidney Rigdon who was apparantly a great orator. People said I sounded like Ellen Greene. That was joke.

7 comments:

Amanda said...

This is really funny. We also have to speak in church tomorrow, but instead of dreaming about speaking, I had my reoccurring dream that I am trying to take a shower somewhere, but it turns out that when I turn the water on, a lot of spigots turn on... not like I'm in a locker room, but like there's lots of individual showers that are all linked. Anyway, I decide it's a waste of water to leave them all on, so I walk around turning them off until someone spots me. Which this time was one of the young men from my ward. Awkward. This is where I usually wake up.

Science Teacher Mommy said...

Your dream sounds just like every dream I have in the days before I start a new school year. Hilarious.

And we had a very soft-spoken High Councilman who had to shout from the pulpit because of a broken microphone. He was beet-red the whole time, and you still couldn't hear him!

Amy said...

oh man- you make me laugh out loud!

Allison said...

Jack had a really good time. I hope it was ok.

Anonymous said...

Some things never change, like how loooooooooooooong your dreams are, haha. How did your talk go anyway?

Mom

Aaron said...

lol

Kimberly Bluestocking said...

I managed to keep a straight face through most of your first dream until I got to the part about unflattering photos. Then I snorted with laughter. Thanks--I needed that. :)