I actually had a weird one last night, but I know why (for once!) I've been really worried lately that my ring is gonna slip off my finger because I've lost some weight since we got it. It's no where close to falling off accidentally, but whenever I wash my hands I'm afraid with the water/soap combo it will just jump off and down the drain.
So anyways, last night I dreamed that I was in Disneyland in a pool? WTF, I think it was a ride or something. For some reason it was like a lazy river, and around the corner it turned into this impossible staircase you have to step down without being able to see the steps below, almost like they are tucked underneath, the opposite direction you are trying to step? With no railing. I remember this part freaked me out more than the main part. So as I'm in the top part of the pool, I was hanging on the edge and I set my drink down, and this guy runs up and says, "There goes your dog!" and points toward the impossible staircase. I pulled off my ring and put it in my drink cup so it wouldn't fall off when I ran after the dog. I see my dog up ahead, only it's this fluffy white thing instead of my little chi, Frank, and I go running after him. In the pool. Whatever. He jumps over the edge of the impossible staircase and I have to go after him.
I don't know what happened with that because fast-forward to the next morning (in the dream) and all of a sudden I'm in my house (except it's my Grama's old house from like 10 years ago) and I realize I don't have my ring on! I start freaking out and trying to remember where it is and what is Doug going to think when I see this red party-cup on the counter mixed in with the dishes. I go over to it and reach in and my ring is at the bottom, it was in a cup of beer! I had no idea how the cup with my ring in it got from Disneyland to my Grama's house cause that part of the dream didn't exist!
I can't wait for the real nightmares to begin