This is the first time that I have ever posted up someone else's dream. Since I was involved in this dream, I asked for permission to post it:

"I had a dream that I told you that I was pregnant...I was at your apartment on your loveseat with you...you were [the father of the child]...as far as I can remember, you were not too happy about it...[you were] upset enough to cry...[The reaction] was more of 'Oh, god! My life is over!'. Even though you never really said anything. Just kinda sat there and cried and I knew it wasn't a happy cry...I was sad that you said that. But somehow in the dream I knew you would be. I expected it...I did stay awake for a while and think about that dream. Kinda freaked me out a bit!"

In attempt to analyze this dream, I looked up two key symbols in two books. One was bogus, the other made a lot more sense:
Parenting - To grow from being a child to indentifying more prominently with adults. Or, a "what-if" anxiety.
Crying - The weepy feeling you get in your heart when a particularly moving scene is played out before you.

Becky was wearing a loose light blue shirt and blue jeans.
She was wearing her glasses.
For those of you unfamiliar with Becky, she is 5'4", has an average build body and thin, red dyed hair and blue eyes (yes, she does wear glasses).
To me, she reminds me of Susan Sarandon.
She does look like some of the "women of my dreams" that I've had in the past.

I dreamed that we were laying on the floor somewhere.
It was in a livingroom in a house I didn't recognize.
There was a screen porch to the left of us, with sliding doors.
We separated for a while, because Becky had to answer the phone.
By the time we got back together, Becky told me that the tickets to see some band at $230 a piece.
She then said that was the only way to get the concerts tickets down to $3.
We snuggled up face to face, similar to how we've snuggled up face to face in the weekends we've been together.

Katherine and I talked inside a coffee shop. We exchanged some ideas and memories. Everything said was more or less about gaining closure. It felt like a heart to heart or a good-bye. Probably all three. She left soon after because she said she had to pick up her parents.

Kathryn and I have had a rocky past. I believe I had this dream because deep down I wanted a proper way of moving on. I could've been expressing my regrets of things that didn't happen.

*jen-jen* and I joined the US Air Force. We were both very excited about it.
Except:

I started having second thoughts. I had my job with MUSC that I now had to quit. I wouldn't have as much time with my family and I would be away from Becky.

*jen-jen* seemed all calm about it. She wasn't worried about it or anything. She just seems so all pumped about everything.

We both looked pretty sharp in our deep blue Air Force uniforms even though I have never seen one in person.

I was in a backyard party of some sort.
It felt like a get together or a dinner party.
I was pretty sure there were other people around even though I couldn't see anyone else.
Everyone was dressed in regular clothes, it wasn't a fancy dinner party.
I remember holding a cup of coffee with cream and sugar.
I was talking to a man with red hair and his son with short blonde hair and glasses.
The man with red hair looked like the actor from Field of Dreams and Sneakers.
His son looked a little hyper, like he was diagnosed with ADHD.
The son started getting hyper, started kicking the table, spilling my coffee and the father threatened, yelled and hit his son.
The son was obviously taken aback.
He started crying and then said "Come on, dad, give us a break!"
While this was going on, I was cleaning up my coffee on the table, using a green circular sponge.
The dad was apparently a computer programmer who was showing me a "Warhammer 40,000" game that he designed.
The father seemed abusive.
The son obviously has some issues, but the dad had no clue with how to deal with him effectively.