The wacky dreams are back.

Dream one my father takes me to a banquet and he and everyone continuously offers me every kind of alcoholic concoction known to man. I am strong about it for quite a while. Then my father makes the rounds, and I am stuck at the table with strangers who actually go as far as to order me unwanted drinks so quite of variety of libations are actually sitting in front of me just keeping me company. It's a carnival atmosphere. My X X mother-in-law Ingrid appears at the table to announce that she is finding me a man. I just say you do that and at that moment I can't remember being married at anytime or having any kids. My dad brings friends by the table for me to meet. One man said is this your daughter or your wife because she smells good. This annoyed me because this guy was too old to be smelling me. I finally broke down and had a drink or two. My attention was drawn to a giant big screen tv where the nightly news was being played. On it I saw a clip about a man that sprayed something in a little boys eyes. That boy was roo. I finally remembered that I had at least one kid. I was flaming and resolved to find the man that hurt him. So I went to the courthouse armed with the types of things that you might expect a serial killer to carry, a garat, pepper spray, a peice of wood with nails in it. But in the end I lost my nerve and was satisfied to tell him that I was going to take him to civil court next and there I would really make him pay. This part is kind of comical but I think that the guy that hurt roo was a zombie Micheal Jackson. He didn't smell dead or anything but he was a DEAD dead ringer for the king of pop. It wasn't humorous at the time. So then I was just wandering around in the dark while throngs of people passed. I heard a familiar voice and found someone that I knew I am really not sure who they are though. This could have been where a new dream starts or it could have been an extension of the first one. I walk to an old abandoned looking 2 story house and everything about this house screams don't freaking come in her because this place is haunted. There is even an eery glow coming from inside. My companion who by this time I recognize as my Aunt Cindy (not to be confused with Lindy) the way she looked 30 years ago or it could of been some other random skinny white chick. She went into the house first and since I could hear no screams I followed after her, I went to hit the lights but as it turns out most of the lights in the house don't work. Cindy laughs about this saying that most of her friends tell her how ghetto her house is but that she still loves it. She has a glass of wine in her hand and she asks me to hold it, some of it spills on my hand and I lick it off. Then I go to the fridge and grab a German beer but I can't get the top of because it is not a twist off so I put it back. In non dream Lydia world I don't really care for beer. There are creepy sound coming from here and there in the house but Cindy seems oblivious. We go upstairs which is very well lit and I start helping her decorate the rooms. We are rearranging furniture hanging curtains etc. Then I hear a loud clanking sound which i ignore, then about a minute later I cautiously start to make my way downstairs where I witness my friend J from AA throwing my keys against the wall. I laugh and then he goes upstairs and I continue my way down.
STUPID DREAM 2
I just want to preface this dream with the information that I have not dreamt about my XX in years. I was sitting in my child hood bedroom waiting for my phone to ring ( I never had a phone in my room ) I don't know if the phone actually rang or if I called him. I could hear a girls voice in the background. I don't remember what the conversation that we have is about until he asks me if he can have another girlfriend because this other girl Tony is okay with it. I said I guess we are breaking up then because NO it's not okay we can't all live together, He asked why not and I answered that with three people one person is always lonely. He then announces that he chooses her because she is there and I am not. Then I say fine I am calling your mother and telling her what a freak you are. I don't call though but only because I cannot remember the number.