Okay, so when I read this thread last week I tried to remember whether I had dreamt about anyone from StudioVeena before, and I couldn't recall any dreams in which Veeners were present. So it's changed now! Bear with me, there's a lot of dream here but I think it's really wierd and bizarre, so I'm going to tell the whole thing even though there is only one Veener who isn't even there until almost the end part of the dream.
So most of this dream takes place in a Hotel, and it seems to be a luxury hotel of some kind. I'm sharing a suite with my parents for some reason (would never happen in real life). At the start, I accidentally went through the wrong corridor of the hotel and ended up in an employee-only area. When I found someone who could direct me out of it, he sent me into one of the banquet halls where a gay wedding was taken place. One of the men was dressed as the bride, and for some reason even though I didn't know this couple, I had to stand in for the father of the bride and "give him away" at his wedding. LOL
After that I went outside through the Southeast exit of the Hotel where there was a river with a very tall bank. For some reason parts of this bank were paved with cement. My grandmother is there too now, so I take her with me to the river and we get on the first little boat that we find. This is unlikely in real life as my grandmother is elderly and feeble right now. I notice a bridge high over us made of rope and boards. The river is pushing us along quickly and I ask, "Mimi, is this too fast for you?" She replies, "Oh, no honey, this is just real neat! You know your Mimi never worries about a thing when I know you're around."
Later on, for some reason, we were in some kind of open flying machine together and my grandmother was the pilot. I describe it as "open" because there wasn't like a windshield, so it was kind of like a jet-ski with propellors. My grandmother was driving and I was standing on the platform behind her, holding onto a some handle-bars that were put there for passenger stability. While I am up there, I find these odd cards with people's names on them in a bag that I was carrying with me and I know they're either tickets or invitations of some kind. I put them away because I don't want them to blow all over the place while I am on the funny jet-ski helicopter thing with my grandmother. I notice that my grandmother has some really cool viewfinders that she gets to look at the ground in and I'm curious about what she can see. As if by telepathy she picks up on my curiosity and offers me the pilot seat. "Oh, thank you Mimi!" Then we fearlessly do some daredevil maneuver to trade places on the narrow flying machine, each risking falling several hundred feet.
The two viewfinders have really cool perspectives. One is aerial and one is the ground below. We're still passing over the area where the river we took our boatride was (I have no idea where our boat went, but who cares, the jet-ski helicopter is a lot more fun!) and there are people relaxing by the riverbank. This one viewfinder is so precise and sharp that I can read one person's newspaper from the ground through it. Suddenly I remember my grandmother's age and health condition and realise she is standing on the platform behind the pilot seat holding onto those handlebars. "Hey Mimi, are you okay up there?" I asked, and she replied, "Oh yes sweetheart, your Mimi's doing just fine." I was slightly worried that she might fall off the flying device, but felt reassured that she wasn't having any trouble staying on.
We are getting closer to the hotel where I'm staying, and I see that rope-and-board bridge that we passed under earlier, and I realise that I'm flying way too low. I then realise I do not know how to increase the elevation of this flying machine, but that my grandmother does. Unfortunately there is not enough time to ask or to trade seats again, so I bent one of the propellor blades on the bridge and thus began our rapid descent to the ground. We didn't just do a dead drop straight to the ground as there were still some propellors intact and turning. I took hold of my grandmother and placed her over myself so that I could buffer her fall, but she is laughing at me because she thinks its really funny that I wrecked the flying machine and that we're falling now. LOL
So our landing was rough. I asked, "Are you okay, Mimi?" She replied, "Oh yes, my darling. It's gonna take a lot more than that to slow your Mimi down!"
We walked up the river bank back to the hotel and parted ways. I have no idea where Mimi was before or where she went from thence. Anyhow, I got back into the bag and started looking at those little invitation/ticket thingies. Meanwhile, my mother and Lian Tal of Body and Pole are having a fierce argument!!! Apparently most of the cards are for men, but Lian also needs to be there, and my mother thinks it should not be co-ed because the presence of women is going to be too distracting. I'm personally torn between defending Lian from my mother who is screaming and hurling a lot of ugly personal insults at her, and finding some kind of material upon which to print, write, or otherwise generate one of these documents for Lian! Defend Lian from mom, or make a document? Its so hard to decide! Ultimately I generated the document that would get Lian into the event, and then proceeded to go help Lian shut my mother down. After we were finished taking care of Mother, I gave Lian the document and explained why I didn't come to her defense earlier. She was obviously still shocked and horrified by my mother's behaviour, but told me she understood and thanked me very much for the help both acquiring the document, and with getting Mother to shut up and go away.
