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I had a dream that I had I dream about my grandmother during my afternoon nap today. In said dream-within-a-dream, I realized I was dreaming. I said to myself "I know this is just a dream, and not really Grandma, so I'm going to stop." And then I decided that it could be some sort of transcendant (not to be confused with Carl-transcedant) connection, so I decided I would have the dream. My sister was there (although she was in the form of one of my nursing home residents). Grandma had long hair and was lying in bed in her house, and my sister was sitting on the floor. I was taking the shaggin wagon and looking for a bookshelf in her house that she was going to give me. That's all I really remembered when I awoke. I was thinking about buying a bookshelf today, but I most definately was not thinking about my grandmother. Actually, I can't ever remember dreaming about her since she died 4 1/2 years ago. Strange.
Also, come on over on Tuesday night to celebrate the fact that we will finally have furniture!!
Also, come on over on Tuesday night to celebrate the fact that we will finally have furniture!!