Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 2/24/2026
By wahblamy
The title is a reference to the Muppets Christmas Carol when Scrooge has his first vision and blames it on cheese. I woke up feeling the same way as this dream ended in a bit of a nightmare. The first part of my dream I am living in my house in Selkirk with my mom and my brother. I go to a restaurant and I go into the back of the restaurant and meet the chef. This is kind of a strange setup as it's like I'm observing the people working late into the night at the restaurant but I am not helping or working. I think it's an Asian restaurant and I assume that the main chef is Vietnamese. I come home and meet my brother and I say I think your boss is Vietnamese, he says that I'm right. Then he says that he's moving to Montreal for a better job. I'm extremely sad that he's leaving, but my mom says it's the right thing for him. The next part of my dream it felt like I was in a new area, sort of like vacation. I bumped into a few friends at a restaurant and they were eating. Outside on the harbor, my friend pointed to an Irish flag on a boat and said her boyfriend really wants to go there. The next part, I buy some beer and some ice and I text my friends and tell them I am going to "the swimming hole" for my birthday. It's like a secluded river spot in the woods. I buy the supplies and drive to the spot (in my head it's like 6pm). I'm setting everything up, I pop the trunk, put ice in a big bucket and put the beers and some sodas in. As I'm doing this I'm anticipating my real life ex-friend Brenna the most. I feel slightly uncomfortable because I'm in a new place, not somewhere I've never been but somewhere that I am not local to. I see in the distance some people coming through the woods and I get hopeful. As they get closer I can see that I don't know them. First it's an older couple and I nod to acknowledge them and they pass by going swimming and the others are two women about my age with a small toddler daughter. I greet them too. Almost immediately they start to steal my stuff, they go into my car, take my beers, my pop and my special drinks. They are extremely rude and I start to defend myself "hey those are mine, what the hell" etc. I try to take them back and during the ruckus ice is going everywhere, their items are getting mixed with my items and we are basically brawling. I can't believe what is happening and I'm kind of shocked. This interaction lasts a long time. Me taking my stuff back and them taking it again, things getting messed up, physical altercation. Then I kind of switch, I get really sad and decide to leave. I say "I guess I can't have my birthday party in my favorite place..." I start to pack up and I look really sad. At this point the toddler comes to me, she is probably 4 years old but is only like 1 foot high, she was kind of moving quickly all around during the fighting and is curiously tiny. She comes over to me and asks tenderly if I am crying. I say yes a little. I pick her up and consider taking her with me but I know that would create a huge problem with the two women. I go to text my friends and it's not even 3pm. In my head I thought that's why they haven't come yet, because it's too early. Defeated I go to leave. There is a small snippet where Sylvia tells me she was trying to clean the house while Wuthering Heights was on but she was too distracted.