I found this completely disturbing... I was out
shopping for
kitchen utinsils, picking up
plastic forks, a frying
pan, and
wooden
spoons; I didn't just put one of
each of these in my
basket either... I had
six medium frying
pans, seven
boxes of
blue plastic
forks, and thirty five wooden
spoons.
Then the next thing I know I'm in a different store with my mom and cousin only my cousin is my sister and my mom is calling her honey and we are winter coat shopping. My "sister" is all ready to buy her coat and my mom is yelling at me to hurry up and pick one out and when I do she screams at me because I picked out the wrong one. So I start to cry, bawling in fact as I go back to the slim selection of coats and pick out a different one in hopes that it meets my mother's specifications and she snarls at me and grabs it from me.
Yeah, that was my dream... I woke up and was like what the hell what that about?