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The Dream (kinda long)
Like most dreams, I'm not sure it all makes much sense, but here goes:
DH and I were in downtown Athens on a weekend night. It was super crowded and we were having a hard time finding a restaurant to eat at that didn't have an hour long wait. We were standing outside a restaurant when this giant (tall) woman with immaculate nails and perfect blonde hair grabs my arm and says nicely but forcefully that her husband is the head chef at some restaurant and that she can get us in. We have no choice but to follow her because she's got a death grip on my arm (but she's smiling the whole time). As we walked, she introduced herself as Erin but that she likes to be called MB for short (whaaaa?). She told me that the day was very hard for her because she was mourning the loss of her twin sisters (she was a triplet). They had apparently been pushed down the stairs by police officers on their way up to her office to visit her and died earlier that day. But she said they called as they were falling to say goodbye (what?!)
When we got to the restaurant, her husband was in the kitchen dressed head to toe in scrubs (with the little mask over his mouth and cap over his hair and everything). She explained that he was a meat surgeon (whaaa) and that his food is the best. She finds DH and I a table and walks away. I figure she went into the back or something. NO. She grabbed an extra chair and pulled it up to our table. She wouldn't leave.
When we were finally done eating, we were trying to say our goodbyes (she was still smiling very creepily). DH and I walked out and tried to find our car, but we couldn't. She ran up behind us and said that she was sorry but that she'd used our car to get her driver's license and ran over the cast of the jersey shore by accident so she ditched the car in a river (whaa!?) But that she was going to buy us a minivan to replace it.
Here's the kicker...she told me she was psychic and what I didn't know was that I was pregnant with TRIPLETS. She drove our minivan to our house and said that her gift to us was that she would be our live in nanny.
WTF!!!
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