Last year, Dan was all “Hey, there’s this new zombie show coming on this fall and I want to watch it.” And I was all “I LOVE TV. YES.”
So we started watching The Walking Dead and we were instantly hooked.
And really, it’s a great (completely not kid-friendly) show. The accents might be terrible, but the cinematography and special effects and makeup are really well done. It’s the only time I’ve seen zombies portrayed in a truly scary way instead of in some cheesy, campy way that screams “I’m a ‘B’ movie, at best!”
When Season 2 premiered last week, we were elbow deep in the Great Toilet and Carpet Nonsense of 2011. We watched the first episode while we were pseudo-camping in our living room floor last week and the damn thing gave me a nightmare. A nightmare that tells me I would DIE if the world were ever suddenly turned into zombies.
Die, I say. Or, you know, NOT die and become a zombie.
After watching the Season 2 premiere, I had a nightmare about a zombie assassin and trying to save my kid from being food by squishing him between my body and his dresser and willing him not to move or make a peep while being simultaneously worried that I was crushing the breath out of him.
Dan couldn’t kill the zombie because he didn’t have anything to kill it with so the three of us pretty much just had to sit there and not move and bank on the fact that zombies have really awful peripheral vision.
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At some point, I woke up, clearly having NOT been killed by this dream-zombie. But I could not bring myself to open my eyes because I KNEW there would be a zombie in my living room staring at my face. My heart was pounding. It didn’t stop pounding until my alarm went off to let me know I’d survived the night and I could get up and go about my day being a living zombie thanks to the no sleep and awful dream.
I told people about my nightmare and they were all horrified at how vivid it had seemed to me. I thought to myself “I don’t know if I can keep watching this show.”
AND THEN I WATCHED THE SHOW AGAIN LAST NIGHT AND PART OF IT WAS IN A HIGH SCHOOL SO NOW I DON’T EVER WANT TO BE ALONE IN THE HALLWAYS.
Because last night I dreamed of what would happen if my school were overrun with zombies. And people, it wasn’t pretty.
Which means I didn’t sleep last night. AGAIN.
So today I’m a real zombie again. Except without that nasty penchant for eating brains. ::shudder::
I thought pregnant women were supposed to have…uh…”sweet” dreams in the 2nd trimester. How come I just get zombies??
Gurl….I had constant dreams about zombies when I was pregnant – with both kids. Mostly that the world was overrun by zombies and I was stuck in my apartment. One dream I had was like I am Legend and I was stuck hiding under the kitchen sink.
Pregnant women just have funky dreams. I read somewhere that if you dream about the end of the world its your mind dealing with the fact that your life is about to change. Or something like that.
I remember dreams being more vivid with Joshua. I do not remember zombies.
It’s not just a pregnancy thing. I have had multiple vivid zombie dreams caused by watching that damn show! The freakiest thing was when hubby and I HAD THE EXACT SAME ZOMBIE DREAM ON THE SAME NIGHT about trying to save our daughter from zombies. The details were exactly the same. Thanks to my team being in the World Series, I have not yet watched any of this season’s episodes. And so I am sleeping peacefully… 😉
I’m just going to go ahead and warn you to take an Ambien or something after you watch these episodes. Something to make you sleep all.night.long.
I need to start watching this show . . . and, yeah, I thought you were supposed to have more, um, squirmy dreams when pregnant. a-hem.
I’m sorry you’re having such poor sleep lately – there’s little worse than having to go about all day when you’re not rested . . . and I can’t imagine that “not being rested for two.”
You do need to start watching. I think you can even catch up on Season 1 on Netflix. I think it’s streaming already. And these dreams suck. I much prefer the other kind.
not only can you just catch up on Netflix, but EVERY title search you do on Netflix has The Walking Dead as its first search result. It’s like Google search, but more blatant and obnoxious.
I had the worst dreams when I was pregnant. But zombies weren’t as popular 3 years ago, so they were all about alien creatures with larms (leg-arms) occupying my uterus and ripping through my stomach.
ACK! LARMS! Something else to freak me out!
Zombie dreams didn’t haunt me while pregnant…only mice dreams…weird…but I did have zombie dreams for weeks after having watched the movie, I Am Legend…
I will have to check out this TV show, seems exciting…although…the dreams…not so sure I want those… 😉
It really is a great show! But no, you do not want these dreams.
I’m going to go ahead and admit that I don’t watch horror movies or scary shows. EVER. Last night, however, my favorite show (Castle) was spooky (thanks, Halloween), and I was not appreciative. Not at all. And when my baby woke up multiple times to nurse, I thanked him instead of the “why are you STILL not sleeping at night!?!?!?!” spiel I usually mumble in his direction. I needed to be fully awake. And also? Nursing let me know that I was, in fact, not dead. So there’s that…
I was completely fine on Sunday night UNTIL Joshua woke up. And then I couldn’t get back to sleep because I was all “What, exactly, would it take for the entire world to suddenly turn into zombies except for a handful of people? How does that happen?” And I couldn’t sleep because I was pondering this show like it was real life.
This is what happens when I can’t drink wine.
We haven’t watched Sunday’s episode since we’ve been out of town. I haven’t watched a single one in the two seasons where we didn’t have to watch another show after WD so that I wouldn’t have nightmares. I hate that I’m a scardy cat & yet I still love the show {unrealistic plot, bad Southern accents & all}.
Sunday night? We watched Dexter after WD so I would be able to sleep. IT DIDN’T WORK.
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I was JUST thinking about whether or not I should watch this. I added it to my Netflix queue (where things often go to die. Seriously, I don’t know why there is so much crap in my queue!) So now I guess I’ll actually watch it! Sorry you won’t survive the zombies, though, that is unfortunate. 🙂
It is unfortunate. But I totally won’t.
I can’t watch horror after becoming a mom. If I do, I have nightmares for 2 weeks straight. I HATE zombies.
I love scary things. love them. Except lately they do not love me.