I have three cups with a floral pattern.
Last night I had a dream. I was in a giant supermarket so huge that you thought you were outside and there were specialty booths. Two of the specialty booths were men's and women's traditional Scottish apparel. Kilts, weird furry things, bag pipes etc. They were run by a husband and wife. The Wife was talking to someone about buying Scottish apparel. I briefly glanced over at the mans booth but wasn't interested. Then he began talking to a woman who couldn't decide a good gift for her husband.
I walked over to the deli/meat section. The butcher spoke French. They were selling salami about a yard long and maybe 1 foot in diameter. The butcher, a woman began talking to another woman behind me. I remember thinking Quebec was a wild place.
I left and went outside to find that I was about to run in a race which is something I never really liked all that much. I always got very nervous. Before the race began I was talking to some people and saw that a girl that I work with was shoveling snow with my dead grandfather. The girl come out from under a truck and said that I should go talk to him. I threw a snowball at her. It hit the truck side and then fell on her. I had a race to run and didn't have time for this.
I walked over to the deli/meat section. The butcher spoke French. They were selling salami about a yard long and maybe 1 foot in diameter. The butcher, a woman began talking to another woman behind me. I remember thinking Quebec was a wild place.
I left and went outside to find that I was about to run in a race which is something I never really liked all that much. I always got very nervous. Before the race began I was talking to some people and saw that a girl that I work with was shoveling snow with my dead grandfather. The girl come out from under a truck and said that I should go talk to him. I threw a snowball at her. It hit the truck side and then fell on her. I had a race to run and didn't have time for this.