The strange workings of my inner mind

Ya'll probably have all heard me talking about my strange dreams. Thought I would share last night's with you while it's still fresh on my mind.

It started out with me being in our old house in town. Apparently we had a long row of window boxes along the living room windows, because an Amish man and his daughter were sitting outside the window trying to tell me that a squirrel was in one of the boxes. I was pantomiming "OK, thanks for letting me know!" through the window even though I didn't really understand what he was saying, but he was getting frustrated with me and finally motioned for me to go to the door so I could hear him. So I walked out on the porch and then he and his daughter got out of their wagon to talk. She looked to be about 9 years old. She asked me if I had ever heard of this place that was kind of like Build a Bear Workshop, but you make pottery instead. I told her I had heard of it but had never been. Then she showed me this thing she had made there, the clay was still a little soft but it was a beautiful cluster of strawberries with leaves. The detail was incredible and I was complimenting her on what a great job she had done. Then for some reason a whole bunch of people were suddenly sitting around all over the porch. The Amish man mentioned this couple that goes to our church, the H'es, I was telling him that I knew who they were and they lived just a couple of streets over. (In reality, I'm not sure where they live.) Then we were laughing about how when we started going to church with them, they only had their two oldest kids and now they have six.

Then I saw Will walking down the street coming home from work. I was happy to see him even though he didn't look to be in a very good mood. I think he was mad about all of the people being there. I was telling him to look at the strawberries the girl had done, he gave them a cursory glance and stuck a telescope in them (??? don't ask me) and was just generally being a grump. So I nicely told everyone it was time for them to leave and we went inside. I fussed at Will for being rude to the young girl and he said that he didn't think he should have to gush over something that she just made from a premade mold in the last ten minutes the store was open. I told him that if it had been something Dana had made that he would have thought it was the most beautiful thing in the world and there was no reason for him to treat someone else's daughter like that.

The next thing I remember, Will and I were outside of this restaurant. It had a drive-thru like a fast food place, but it was a single owner specialty type place. Our car was parked next to the drive-thru lane and he was having to work on it or something. People kept coming by and staring. This black guy, L, that graduated from the kids' school (that we also go to church with when he's not off at college) came out to help Will with the car. I think he was supposed to be at work in the restaurant because they were mad that he came out there. I think I was sitting inside the restaurant now because I remember watching one of the cooks decorate the cake that L was supposed to be working on, she was griping the entire time and I think mentioned that he was going to get fired. The cake was shaped like a short, fat tube and it was red velvet cake with a white fondant wrapped all around it, and then lines piped all around it in the pattern of a 1st grade writing tablet. One solid brown line, and then a dashed white line, and then a solid brown line, etc etc. This went all the way around the cake lengthwise.

Next I remember Will and I sitting on one side of a table in the restaurant getting ready to eat, and the guy L came and sat at the end of the table with us. He was depressed because they had just fired him. Then Will brought out the cake that I watched the lady decorate and sliced off one big end of it and handed it to L. L was shocked and overwhelmed (the cake had some sort of significance to him, though I'm not sure what) and Will told him "That's what you do for friends. You don't turn your back on them even if they've done you wrong" and then they did this weird hand-clasp thing and started talking about opening a cake decorating shop together.

The end.