Crazy Dream

"Dreams don't always have meaning. Sometimes they're cryptic and confusing!"

That is my horoscope for today. Funny, because last night I had the craziest dream!

Picture a world of people, all going about their business (San Francisco is where I was...in a train station) when a plane in the shape of an ambulance flys in low. Then a flatbed truck with a huge jetliner pulls up and the plane takes off from it. By this time everyone has stopped what they were doing and is silently watching the sky. A large pink and purple dragon is sparkling and swooping down from the sky in between the ambulance and the jet. I begin to look for my children. Everyone is looking for their children. There is fear and a silent sort of panic that aliens have just invaded the Earth. There is also another sense that the food is contaminated. Nobody is talking. Nobody is running. There is a strange quiet calm. Not peace, but calm.

I go home. But it's not really what MY home looks like...still, in the dream- it is my home and MB has a room attached to it where he gives haircuts.
Jeff Foxworthy is his next customer. Jeff sits down in the chair. MB turns around to find that Jeff's head is missing. MB laughs and says, "oh you!"
Jeff's head slowly starts to rise out of his body. It was a joke. Something funny he can do.
I leave them to their antics and take our children into the house. They sit and start watching tv. Everything seems back to normal. I have to go to the bathroom, so I start taking down my pants on the way there. (I don't ever do that!). Then MB comes running in yelling that Jeff just threw up all over the haircutting room.
Just as I get my pants back up and fastened- Jeff comes in behind MB and throws up again. This time right in front of the kids!
We all understand the reason. Jeff Foxworthy ate something that was contaminated.

Then I woke up.
Crazy.