Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Where we have to clean up the church
I dreamed we were at church. Frankie was trying to give announcements, but he stumbled over his words a few times. Every time he did this, a group of elderly sailor men would repeat the word that he goofed up and then burst out laughing. Then they started doing that even for words he DIDNT goof up. It got kind of old after awhile, and Frankie was getting frustrated. "We will be having a meeting tonight..." "TONIGHT?! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Next thing I know, my family, me, Alicia, and Angela are doing the dishes. We only have a note from the people at the church telling us what they want done. They tell us that when we finish washing dishes, we're supposed to hide them, because apparently last week someone had broken in and stolen a Switchfoot and a Stacie Orrico CD from the church and they were worried someone might break in and steal the dishes, too. The kitchen is an absolute mess, so we have plenty of places to hide the dishes. However, we ultimately decide to hide them . . . under other plates.
Next thing I know, my family, me, Alicia, and Angela are doing the dishes. We only have a note from the people at the church telling us what they want done. They tell us that when we finish washing dishes, we're supposed to hide them, because apparently last week someone had broken in and stolen a Switchfoot and a Stacie Orrico CD from the church and they were worried someone might break in and steal the dishes, too. The kitchen is an absolute mess, so we have plenty of places to hide the dishes. However, we ultimately decide to hide them . . . under other plates.
Labels: alicia, angela w, frankie, stacie orrico, switchfoot
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