DREAMS ARE WEIRD - Part Two

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I dreamt of AB last night. (Hm, wonder why?) He had gone missing, I guess, and Christian and I went around the house looking for evidence of his whereabouts. Because, obviously, that's where the evidence would be. I remember being afraid he'd gone snowmobiling with his wife in a field of... corn, maybe? And since the snow was only so deep on top of the corn, they might have fallen in and gotten trapped. Yeah. I was apparently babysitting Christian, because my parents came home a while later. With Alton. They just, like, picked him up with the groceries. He kept calling me Tanya. I hate that. It's one of the reasons I try to pronounce his name 'Al-ton' instead of 'All-ton,' like I'm normally inclined to do. Because I know how annoying it is when people mispronounce your name. (I know I've heard him pronounce it 'All-ton' at least once, but usually he says it the other way.)

Anyway, he asked me to get something to write my name on so he would stop forgetting and while I was down the hall, he sort of criticized me for not really liking cheese on omelets, because of the fat content of cheese. I don't like cheese on omelets because it gets all, er... icky, not because of fat. I mean, I'll take a bit of cheddar every now and then, but I despise American. It took me a ridiculously long time to search for my AB books, which were a lot more worn-looking than they really are. I brought one out for him to sign and he did, even though I never got that piece of paper with my name written on it for him. I think that's around where I woke up.

So, yeah. I'm going back to sleep.