To be in tears about what Billy Crystal said?

[AnastasiaBeeverhausen]

We were on a train and he was really rude about what I’d cooked. It was some sort of cheese casserole. It’s the first time I made it but I thought it tasted ok.

He also took the last seat at the table so I had to sit on my own. He ended up admitting the casserole tasted better than he’d initially thought but it was too late. I was so crushed that I woke up in tears.

I’m no stranger to night time disappointment; Many’s the time I’ve had to have words with DH first thing in the morning because he’s cheated.

But I thought better of Billy.

Exact thing happened to me, except he was called Willy Crystal…oh actually that might be a different type of dream.

This really made me giggle!

A few dreams? One is understandable, we can all make mistakes. But a FEW? That’s bordering on sleep stalking and is a tad worrying. I think you need help, or a new mattress.

The other night my husband sold our house and we ended up living in a 1970's decorated (think wooden plastic panelling) house. The bathroom window was wall to ceiling facing a main road so people could see in when you where having a wash/pooh. AND the loft was haunted. I hate him.

I was going to ask you what a cheese casserole is but I see that was dreamland too!

My mum used to make 'cheese and onion'. It was Cheshire cheese and chopped onion boiled in water. It was a heinous crime against food.

Thats far more upsetting as an idea than Billy Crystal’s jibes about the casserole.

The Hulk once chased me through my childhood garden with a crossbow while I was wearing a Muppets nightie, and I have never forgiven Mark Ruffalo or Kermit the Frog. Or a particular shade of green.

I bet Billy is sad today too. He knows he did wrong.

At this point, I think my subconscious hates me. I detest the man. But still, in my dreams, I am married to him.

Theres something in that, I’m sure 🤣

I will shamelessly seize this opportunity to ask if anyone can interpret a dream I had years ago.

A Wise Woman told me the three secret rules of life:

1. "Never consort with those in grievous distress." (I wasn’t in distress and didn’t know anyone who was.)
2. "Never travel in a horse-drawn cart." (I never have, wasn’t planning to and don’t know anyone who's got one.)
3. "Never go to Budleigh Salterton." (I've never been there, wasn’t planning to go there, and don’t know anyone from there.)

Any thoughts, anyone?

I misread 'waking' for a moment and was very concerned about the relationships in your household... 😂

Don't let it get you down. He's made a career out of it!

Never heard of cheese casserole. I'm a big cheese fan😋

David Bowie isn't dead., he lives in cave in Cornwall...well that's what he told me anyway.

My fella left me when I fell asleep on the bus. I woke up in the depot, miles from home. Fortunately I realised he would never do this so I must be dreaming and I was able to fly back to the house. No very well, even in a dream I didn't really believe I could fly, I could barely clear the hedges.

I'm probably alone in thinking Bill Crystal was the worst thing about the Princess Bride, came close to ruining it imo, so I'm predisposed to thinking YANBU.

I too was wondering what cheese casserole could be, but had a vague idea it would be one of those awful American recipes with the cans of soup that they're so obsessed with, turns out I'm right yeuch.

My husband spent last night dragging me around a town I didn’t recognise trying to find a video rental store! We went in completely the wrong direction and never found the store! Apparently my 20 year old son found it but having never been to such a store before he had no clue what to do so we never got our video!

Bastard.

I interviewed a lovely group of lads who were the production team of a new surprise-hit indie film in my dreams last night.

I am not a journalist.

I woke up bawling my eyes out in the middle of the night; woke up hubby doing so. Apparently he had left me for one of my closest friends; they couldn’t understand why I was upset and thought I should be pleased for them. Took me a while to realise I’d been dreaming.

Then there was the dream where I was running a team of resistance operatives in a mash-up of ‘Allo ‘Allo and Dad’s Army. That one was really, really weird.

I saw somebody trying on a dress in a particular 1950s print fabric of yellow, pink and black, and I am convinced I have actually seen this print somewhere IRL, maybe years ago in my grandmother’s house, it’s driving me mad.
Anyway she didn’t like it and chose a different dress which was part denim and part cream cotton with a blue and red print, with a kind of elf hat matching it. It was hand made and cost £8,963.

Apparently of you dream about someone it will be someone you’ve seen in real
life at some point even in passing so perhaps that also applies to printed fabric?

i took my dads boat that he owned in the seventies out last night. I handled it pretty well around the Dubai marina and moored it. Slowly it sank to the bottom and when I got back there it was on the bottom of the river. A man got a big balloon under it to try to float it but sadly the process failed.

What on earth is a cheese casserole?!

Myself, the manager and several members of staff had barricaded ourselves in the pharmacy dispensary and were fighting off a horde of zombies! I know some customers can be difficult but still 😂

I hit Donald Trump round the head with a garden spade last night because he was stalking me - I am a fat 67 year old gran, so not his ususal type!

Also just googled cheese casserole and found this: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Funeral_potatoes

hash browns, chicken soup, cheese, onions and cornflakes! Mmm. Maybe Billy could have been a bit more tactful, but really…

Cornflakes 😫