Hilarious Parallel Universe Dream?

 

So because I have PTSD, I don't often have great dreams, but that has gotten better with time.  About a month ago, however, during a "trigger" event, I instead had good dreams, comforting dreams for like 5 nights in a row, which was, ya know, weird ... not typical.

When I woke up, I told Mark about this dream for a laugh, which has come to be known as the "parallel universe" dream. 

I thought I'd post it here so my in-laws could get a kick out of it, too. 😊

Keep in mind that I had no idea that Kristen Bell was hosting the SAG awards this year until this past week, or that she had ever hosted them before, I swear to God.  In fact, I didn't watch them, last night. 

(I do have a SAG membership, though, from something I did as a child, but that's another story.)

So in real, waking life - in this universe - one of my brothers-in-law is an executive for NBC/Universal Studios in LA.

(No, really - he really is!)

However, in the dream, we had moved to LA for some reason, as had my sister-in-law and her husband. 

I don't know what we were doing for a living, but I think sister-in-law's husband was doing something in sports and entertainment now, with brother-in-law's support?

(Just to keep people straight, LA-brother-in-law and sister-in-law are twins.  Sister-in-law and her husband actually moved recently from Connecticut, just outside NYC, to Tampa). 

Sister-in-law was hosting an afterparty for an awards ceremony, like the Oscars, Emmys, SAG, or Golden Globes.  

(That would be very her to do, by the way, and it would likely be glorious!)

I want to say it must've been the Emmys or Golden Globes or SAG, because it was mostly TV people.

Anyway, because she was new in town and she had competition for afterparties, she was worried people would go to another party.

And of course, once the party was started, some business crisis did happen, so my brother-in-law exec had to go handle it immediately upstairs.  

Whatever the crisis was, my sister-in-law's husband was also involved and was also upstairs and my sister in law had to help and run back and forth from party to "crisis" center. 

Anyway, Mark and I decided to run interference and play party hosts, having no idea how to host a Hollywood business party. 

Mark talked mostly to the sports people present, that being more his forte, so I talked to the artsy people/musicians present and we both talked to the execs. Many exec people that I don't recognize in waking life, but whose faces I still remember from the dream, as apparently I did know them somehow in the dream?

So then of course the DJ and band don't show up.  

However, The Roots and Questlove graciously and heroically stepped in to do live-band karaoke!

Whatever business "crisis" or rumor was happening, it was affecting people showing up for the party and my sister-in-law was losing it.

I was at the door as people came in, greeting them very genuinely rather than formally, like I do - not much of a gameplayer. 

It was pretty clear that many people were just "house-hopping" for parties, literally walking down the street to decide which party to go on.

So the guys from "Queer Eye" showed up, phones in hand.

Right as they got to the door, Jonathan Van Ness looked at his phone and said ...

JVN:  "Oh my God, we can't come in. I just remembered we all have lice, sorry" - and started to walk away. 😂

Me:  (Laughing out loud):  "OMG, me too!  Wow, you're a hairstylist and just remembered you have lice.   Did your agent just tell you not to come to this party and go to another after party instead?"  

 

JVN: "Guilty. Until this is sorted out, we were advised to stay away from this brand. It's probably a competitor making up stuff, but until then ... "

 

Me: "Oh, eff your agent, nothing could sink you guys anyway. Plus unlike other afterparties, no press, paparazzi, or phone for pics - what happens in this house, stays in this house, no  paparazzi or pictures - NOT because we're having a freak-off, but because the band didn't show up, so  Quest Love and Roots stepped in and we're doing live-band karaoke." 

"We could use your help. Better hurry, Ted Danson just got up onstage to do "Push It" and nobody is drunk enough yet for that. Phones in the bag, though, please, thank you!" 😂

So after everyone who was going to come in was in, karaoke and drinks and hors d'oeuvres ensued and it turned into a less formal funfest. After a while, we just let people just walk in the kitchen and get whatever they want, as if they were house guests staying with us rather than party guests.

Then I decided to turn the karaoke over to the hardworking staff rather than trained performers for a minute, which included my other brother-in-law, B who was bartending, the caterer's team, and then I decided to give it a try. 

(I can't remember what B sang because I was busy subhosting, but I want to say it was either a Jimmy Buffet Song or Bobby McFerrin's "Don't Worry, Be Happy" or maybe even Bob Marley's "Three Little Birds (Don't Worry)?  😂

I want to say it was the latter 😊

Then I belted out Pat Benatar's "Heartbreaker," hitting all the high notes.  I could literally feel myself getting the breath to hit them and smiled when I did, a surprise even to myself.

I just remember Kristen Bell and Dax Sheppard being right in front of me, rocking out and cheering me on.

Afterwards, in fact, I hung out with them - they were so genuine and fun!

Like me, they didn't care about the hobnobbing, they kept it real.

Kristen said I had a Broadway-style voice and should've been a singer.

I told her I used to sing, but I've smoked way too much for that. 😂

People came up and congratulated me, both for that impromptu performance and for managing the party as best I could, despite  whatever was going on.

Aaron Boone, the manager for the New York Yankees (and former Cincinnati Reds player) was there and put a Yankees hat on my head? 😂

Then in the wee hours of the morning, my brother-in-law, sister-in-law, and her husband came down and said the crisis was averted, damage control was done, but I was never clued in as to what it was, only that it was handled.

All's well that ends well?  😂

After what I did to earn that SAG membership at age 12, I never really wanted to be an actress.  I didn't like being the center of attention, actually, I'd rather be behind the camera, like a screenwriter - a support person.  

In fact, I got along better with the crew than I did the "talent" at that time anyway.  In fact, that is the one time in my life that I felt like I found "my people," that I belonged.

Nevertheless, it was a great dream during a rough time rather than a nightmare, and gave me a smile, right?  😊