Posted by: granny1947 | August 6, 2012

Granny goes Ho Hum

Hello All.

A short post tonight.
I think I said that last night too.
However, tonight I am cold to my bones.
I need a shower and bed.

Two more days of work and then I get a four day weekend.
Thursday is a holiday and we have worked in time for Friday.
I don’t know if I am excited or not.
It means four days in our garage.
Cooking for the folks.
Trying to talk some sense into my brother.
On second thoughts…maybe work would be better.

Back to my trip.

On my way to work on Wednesday it poured with rain.
I contemplated pulling off the road for a while ….it was so bad.
Half an hour before I left for East London the rain stopped and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Thirty minutes into the trip I went and caught up with the front.
It belted down until twenty minutes outside East London.
The road was filled with huge trucks and trailers.
Most of them going in the opposite direction.
However, every darn truck threw up a lake over me and I was temporarily blinded.
Something I don’t enjoy when I am travelling at 120kmph.
My windscreen wipers worked overtime.

Mex told me I had better pack my slippers and gown.
Things I don’t wear too often.
He has seen all my bumps and lumps.
And it is only a couple of steps from the bathroom to the bed.
Twenty minutes into the trip I realised I had NOT packed them.
Not only that….I hadn’t packed any nightwear either.
I had to stop and buy a really ghastly nightie.
The only one they had in my size.

Oh yes, talking about size….I have discovered something earth shattering.
Did you know that jeans shrink one size for every 100 kilometres you travel?
It is a fact.
I should do a thesis on it.
My jeans fit when I leave.
And are killing me when I reach my destination.
And it NOT the pies I scoffed on the way.

I had a very weird dream last night.
I dreamed that Mex and I were in a room chatting to Wendy.
I knew she had passed on but I wasn’t freaked out.
I asked if she was going to be meeting me one day.
And she said “yes”
Like a fool I asked “soon?”
And she said yes.
And I thought “oh crap”

I asked her if we stayed in the body we died in.
It’s a woman thing.
I don’t much like this one.
She said we could choose whichever body we liked.
And with that she started changing into a fat Spanish woman.
I woke up thinking WTF!!!!

Any thoughts on what that dream can possibly mean?
Knock yourselves out.


  1. Don’t worry about the “soon,” Granny . . . “soon” in the spirit world (where all things are marked by eternity) is far different than “soon” on our earthly plane.

    As for her turning into a fat Spanish woman . . . it probably means that she’s happily eating pies and growing one size each day. πŸ˜†

  2. Well I’m no dream interpreter but that sure was a dilly! LOL The only part I want to believe is that I can choose a different body on the other side. I want to be tall. And willowy. πŸ˜‰

    OMG I know how you felt about forgetting your nightwear! Once we traveled 1200 miles to visit family for Christmas, and I suddenly realized I’d forgotten my holiday clothes. All I had was jeans and casual tops. Not appropriate for Christmas dinner! I had to buy an emergency outfit on Christmas Eve – after everything had been picked over – and nothing fit me right. I ended up with a horrible pair of pants that got continually looser and baggier as Christmas day went on; they actually made me look 10 pounds heavier. And some relatives hadn’t seen me in years! It was horrible!

    • How come your clothes get looser and mine tighter????

      • LOL Well our host wasn’t a very good cook, so I suspect I was dropping anxiety pounds along the way…. πŸ˜‰

      • I am starting to get jealous of you RD…I don’t lose anxiety pounds either!!!

  3. Not even going to begin trying to work out that dream. It all seemed so good until the “fat spanish woman” part?? As far as the jeans are concerned, I agree with you entirely. In fact, I have found my jeans shrinking when I’m not even wearing them. Maybe it’s a manufacturing fault.

    So, off to East London for a break. Great. My sister lives there.

    • Nope Longlife…the service was in East London…I am back in PE…wonder if I know your sister…I used to live in EL.

  4. Yay .. glad to hear you have Friday off – hope you have nothing to onerous planned – I have to hang around to wait for my boet who lands 5 hours after me – given our penchant for chatting πŸ˜‰ .. just enough time for coffee πŸ˜‰ ..
    will give you a call

    • Please do Robyn…that will be wonderful.

  5. I cant’ come up with any smart arse comment about your dream or a nice one for that matter. Sigh, must be because my brain is freezing up in Cape Town.

    • Hi Ruth…I need something to cheer me up…think of a smart arse reply!!!

      • I still can’t come up with something, so I googled dream spanish fat lady and ended up with a lot of porn sites! Something you need to tell us granny? Were you and Wendy burlesque dancers in a previous life who ended up pretty chubby and out of work?

      • I wish you had put a comma after the pretty, Ruth!!!

      • I’m sure I did! here’s one for you now ,

      • πŸ™‚

  6. I don’t seem to sleep long enough to dream, or if I do, I never recall them the next day. Stay safe and dream free.

    • You are missing out Grannymar….I dream whole action movies. πŸ™‚

  7. I hope you will be able to enjoy the weekend – even if it’s gonna be spent in a garage. Otherwise it seems like you had quite a day – and a night!

    • Hi Munchow…I have bronchitis and feel VERY sorry for myself…think I will be spending the weekend in bed…hmmm…that sounds good.

  8. Hmmm usually dreams should be interpreted in a spiritual sense rather than matter of fact as we have dreamed them. I would write all down if I were you. Then you will have time to think about it. It’s nice that you had it. I agree with Nancy on the soon part.

    • Hehehe I hope you are both right Linda…doesn’t help that I am as sick as a dog today!

  9. you will certainly see Wendy again but why on earth would you need a body…they are only for temporary use whilst here on earth. otherwise nobody would know where you were

    • And up there Patrecia?
      How am I going to recognise loved ones???

  10. I’ve had that shrinking jeans problem too You are not alone! I find they sometimes shrink in the wardrobe/drawer too. πŸ˜‰

    • Hi Elaine…it is a conspiracy to make us think we are putting on weight…scales lie too.

  11. You have some strange dreams, Kathy!

    • I know…am a strange Granny!

  12. Oh crap indeed! Scary when you start thinking of life after death.

    When you get into your car your bladder is empty, jeans fit fine, you eat pies on the way, drink something and at the end your bladder starts filling and your stomach is full and guess what jeans don’t F… fit anymore πŸ˜‰

    • I hear your theory Gobetween…like mine better!!! πŸ™‚

  13. Wendy must now have the superior knowledge that eventually all these concepts of fat and thin and pretty and ugly are traps that we’ve created for ourselves to remain unhappy. Our aim should be just to be whatever we are happy being . So whatever you may have known her as , she must secretly be a foodie, in love with the good life. May be in the dream, she was trying to tell you just this. So go ahead and eat , drink and be merry and forget about them tight jeans Granny.

    I dream a lot too..full length movie style , but I can’t remember any of its details , except for a few seconds after I wake up and then the whole memory vanishes.

    • I had another interesting dream but it has gone back into the ether.

  14. Okay, I have to be serious, Granny. Those of the Bahai faith wait for this very experience you’ve had. It is their reassurance that their loved one is okay and the connection still exists.

    Time only exists in this physical plane. To a bee, we are so slow, we are a joke. To a snail, we’re a comet. Don’t expect any reference to time having relevance to our silly arrangement! πŸ™‚

    I hooted when you said Wendy was turning into a fat Spanish woman. To me, that was her way of showing you the complete irrelevance of physicality in the next dimension. I think I’m sharing a laugh with her right now!

    Now I must catch up with your next posts. This is my gift to me today…to be with you for more than 5 minutes! And time’s significant in this case…

    Don’t argue! πŸ˜€

    • No arguing from me Amy…love having you here.
      I must say I enjoyed chatting to Wendy…there was no consternation about the fact that I knew she had gone…she looked happy.

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