#magicalumbrella

[popcouples]

Dumbledore finds a magical umbrella.

[disneybounddresses]

Winds in the east, mist comin' in, like something is brewin, about to begin... Weather is looking a little stormy today as we work on many things lying in store. What we wouldn't give for a Jolly Holiday! Who would love to have a Mary Poppins costume? #windsintheeast #jollyholiday #marypoppins #supercalifragilisticexpialidocious #everyonesfavoritenanny #magicalumbrella #chimchimcheree

[idreamthingsandtheyareterri-blog]

The Story of a Shady Twix Deal, a Sexy Lizard Lady, Witches, and a Dragon

This one is probably one of those dreams that I will never forget. It’s also a long one to explain, but it would make a great movie (probably comedy, to be honest). Even though it was kind of scary for me, you’ll see why in a little bit. It started out in my house, particularly on my porch. I had discovered that there was an alligator out there, as sometimes occurs in Florida. My dad and I made the alligator get off our porch and move on with its life. My dad suddenly disappeared back inside our house, I believe, and this lizard lady with blonde hair approached me (and yes, I’m still on my porch). She speaks to me and tells me that my father was in trouble and basically that we were going on an adventure to figure out what happened. So, I gather up a few of my friends (this was back in middle school so they aren’t who they are now) and we went on this journey. Following the lizard lady we crossed multiple regions including a tundra and multiple forests. We came upon a city and that’s when the lizard lady turned into this sexy blonde lady in a black dress. Interesting. She told me that my father had made a shady deal selling Twix bars and that he could be dead right now. We rush out of the building that we were in (I’m not sure why we stopped at the city in the first place to be honest). Following a path, we entered this really large forest with a high canopy - it was getting dark but it still looked beautiful. As we were walking down the path, a nice witch in white approached me and said that we were about to cross the border into the evil witch’s territory. I needed a way to evade her to continue my quest, so the good witch gave me a magical clear umbrella that allowed me to fly over the evil witch’s territory, leaving my friends and the sexy lizard lady behind. As I floated high up in the air, I saw the evil witch in black, and heard her curse the good witch. I ignored her and kept flying towards this village that was just beyond the forest. The village was somewhat large, as it had many buildings. There was also this giant moat surrounding the center of it, but instead of water, there was a dragon that basically kept going around in an oval shape in this moat type thing. I aimed for a tunnel in the moat and landed. Inside this little tunnel was a boy on a large pile of clothes. He looked calm, and was used to being down there. I’m not sure to this day if he was homeless or just liked to hang out near the dragon, but that’s beside the point. He was there because the dragon was approaching the tunnel and could see inside (he was big, the tunnel was about as big as his eye. The boy helped me escape before the dragon decided to breathe fire into that tunnel, so good job kid. Now on my own again, I walked around for awhile until I came across a house that was having a celebration of some sort. When I asked what was going on, I heard that they were having a memorial for a lost loved one. People were sad but remembering what good he had done for them. I saw someone I knew (another friend who, at the time, I had a crush on) and I asked what had happened. He told me that his father had died, after a shady deal went bad involving Twix bars. He showed me a picture of his dad, who happened to also be my dad. I was shocked, because I realized that we shared a dad. I was also shocked because my father had died, and yes, this did creep me out because I had a crush on my dream-brother. Ew. This is where the dream ended. With me and my crush-dream-brother thing sitting against a wall talking about the memories of our father.