Monday, February 05, 2007

My Name is Jackie Kennedy

Last night I dreamed I was Jackie Kennedy.

That was seriously weird. I have never dreamed I was somebody else, at least not that I can remember.

I dreamed I was Jackie and it was 1964. I had received a gift certificate for a pizza party. I drove over to the pizza place, which was close to KU Medical Center, and went in to reserve my party. I was thinking how nice it would be for my Carolyn and John to have a little pizza party. I was going to surprise them. Then I remembered that Jack was dead. That put a damper on my party plans.

The people at the pizza place recognized me and were freaking out over the former First Lady, standing at their cash register, redeeming a pizza party gift certificate. They offered their condolences about Jack.

Please, somebody interpret this dream. Anybody?

12 Comments:

Blogger Baron Ectar said...

I will be coming back here real soon to see if anyone does! Did you know that Sylvia Brown was coming to town? Hmmm just in case.

8:20 PM  
Blogger cookie monster said...

im interpreting it as im never getting in a bloody car with you!

6:39 AM  
Blogger Bike said...

Interesting indeed...pizza party or TB-pizza party...very interesting indeed.

Dreams intrigue me.......

9:04 AM  
Blogger Bike said...

Interesting indeed...pizza-pie party or TB-pizza party?...very interesting indeed.

Dreams intrigue me.......meals are a big part of our social fabric...what could it all mean?

Does KC even have 'good' pizza?--I do know that Chi-town does.

9:06 AM  
Blogger Bike said...

Interesting indeed...pizza-pie party or TB-pizza party?...very interesting indeed.

Dreams intrigue me.......meals are a big part of our social fabric...what could it all mean?

Does KC even have 'good' pizza?--I do know that Chi-town does.

9:07 AM  
Blogger Bike said...

Interesting indeed...pizza-pie party or TB-pizza party?...very interesting indeed.

Dreams intrigue me.......meals are a big part of our social fabric...what could it all mean?

Does KC even have 'good' pizza?--I do know that Chi-town does.

9:08 AM  
Blogger Bike said...

Interesting indeed...pizza-pie party or TB-pizza party?...very interesting indeed.

Dreams intrigue me.......meals are a big part of our social fabric...what could it all mean?

Does KC even have 'good' pizza?--I do know that Chi-town does.

9:09 AM  
Blogger Bike said...

Interesting indeed...pizza-pie party or TB-pizza party?...very interesting indeed.

Dreams intrigue me.......meals are a big part of our social fabric...what could it all mean?

Does KC even have 'good' pizza?--I do know that Chi-town does.

9:09 AM  
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9:09 AM  
Blogger Juanita said...

Well, Taco, certainly don't think I would have taken little John & Carolyn to your kind of pizza party! I must admit, I did enjoy my little taste of Jackie-celebrity. Unfortunately, I didn't look in a mirror to see if I was wearing one of those adorable pill-box hats. My retro car was very cool, however. Very '60s.

10:38 AM  
Blogger Bike said...

hey...sorry for the many blog posts here...blogger is 'wack' today...sits and spins and now I can not even delete those posts of my own...odd & frustrating---bad day in Taco-land.

pill box hat--cool---love the retro-car too!

12:21 PM  
Blogger Canoes under my shoes said...

I think it means that even if you had wealth and fame, you'd still have some tragedy in your life. I think it means you'd miss Paul if he were gone and are afraid to lose him for what that'd mean for you and your kids. I think it means that you think Jackie may have been a cheap ass (redeeming coupons).

All this dream interpretation for free because you're my sister. Sylvia Brown be damned.

1:31 PM  

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