Bad Dream.

I had the worst dream last night. I was at an art show. I was walking down the aisle and up ahead I see a booth that is just mobbed with people. I think to myself, 'Ooh, there must be something good up here!'. I push through the crowd and my mom and sister have set up a booth...without me. I yell, "What are you doing? Why didn't you tell me about this?" My mom rolls her eyes and says to Jill, "Oh, great. She found out." I woke up all disgruntled. I STILL am! Watch out, you two!