I dreamed that I lived in a beautiful old farmhouse that had so much potential if I only had the time to work on it. It had this rundown but charming barn behind it that was my favorite part.
I had to leave my farmhouse to run a benefit for Georgians for Alternatives to the Death Penalty. We fed people southern barbecue there. In the middle of my speech Flavor Flav started heckling me and being a total jerk. He offended everyone and people started leaving. I started crying at the podium and then ran backstage.
When I saw Flav in the hallway I yelled at him "you cost us $10,000!! you have to give me a $10,000 donation to make up for this!" Then I made myself a to-go plate of barbecue and went home.
When I got home I saw that my friends had all been working on the barn - they turned it into a magical wonderland place with chinese lanterns, lots of blue ceramic tile and antiques on shelves. Ela had built a sweat lodge inside the barn and Mica had assembled a tea party with old cast iron tea kettles.
Bourbon Barrel Series - Rochester Mills
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My wife picked up this 4 pack of a limited-release bourbon barrel aged
versions of some of the standard beers from Rochester Mills in Auburn
Hills, MI. Sh...
4 comments:
OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! This is the greatest dream ever! It had all the emotions - I was sad when you cried, but I laughed so hard, and then there was all the love...whew! Oh god, hilarious. EPIC, man.
I feel so honored to have been a part of "all the love" in this epic dream :))
I Love it.
AND I didn't forget to take my to-go plate of delicious barbecue!!! I'm glad that was as high a priority as yelling at Flav :)
I LOVE that you got a "plate to-go", despite the outrage at stupid Flava Flav. I'm glad there was a happy ending.
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