Funky Dream # 2

I really have such weird dreams.  They're kind of crazy-so I want to document them.

Last night Tim was up on campus pretty late working on an assignment, the night before last I was up till almost 2 a.m. working on some decorations for a baby shower (I bit off more than I could chew but they turned out great in the end...blog post to follow on that).  So last night we were both really tired and just crashed at around 10:30 after talking (I know that's not really early but it felt like crashing because it just seemed like we'd worked all day until that point). I think this tiredness helped contribute to my crazy dream last night. Maybe?

I'm somewhere by the ocean on top of some green golf-coursey rolling hills.  There's a nice club house where Tim and I are meeting my parents because I'm going to be having a baby.  Then this place turns into my home town (doesn't look anything like my home town) and I'm visiting my friends Hilary and Steven (who don't live in L-town) because Hillary just had a baby.  Then the next thing I know I'm back on the golf course and my parents are saying we should either go to the Dalmatian puppy store or to the museum.  I pick the puppy store.  I wake up in my dream to lots of people around-I was lying on my parents really comfy king bed in my home town-I had had a baby.  I couldn't remember anything.  I asked Tim what we named him.  Ryan Leron Gosling.  I said "We named our kid Ryan Gosling?" Then I looked at the TV and the blonde mom on Modern Family is there on a headline saying "Triplets", but the triplets are really two dalmatian puppies we got and my new baby.  I guess she was my mom?-She was supposedly really happy/proud to be a grandma.
 
I woke up-really woke up, not just dream woke up-and was very confused. I would never name a baby Ryan Leron Gosling.  Or any of those names.