My Dream Last Night...

I mentioned to Rachel that I had a dream that involved her and her brother, Frank. And, I have kept her in suspense for quite a few hours now while I was racking my brain trying to get an A on my biology exam... So, wait in suspense no more--However, I do feel like I should preface this by saying that the dream wasn't EPIC or anything. Just a little out of the ordinary. Heh.--Carry on...

So this little dream of mine started out with me moving to a new part of the country. I don't really know where... (I assume that since Rachel and Frank made appearances it was near the Illinois area. Unless, that is, they really like me a lot and they drove hours and hours to help get me settled into my new home! (If that was the case, THANKS YOU GUYS!) ) After I had arrived in this new city, I ran into an old friend of mine who no longer speaks to me IRL (the reason for this has never been made known to me, so I am left only with speculation about this issue), but in my dream we were friends again I guess. She asks me to follow her into a public bathroom where she proceeds to show me fresh bruises and cuts all over her body from her new, and apparently abusive, boyfriend. She seemed proud of these bruises and cuts, and I had no idea what to say to her. I just stood there and stared.

At this point, Frank reaches into the bathroom, pulls me out, and tells me we have to get back to my new apartment because Rachel is there waiting for us. (Forgive me for keeping you waiting Rachel... I had no idea you OR Frank were coming to help me move in. I would have had food in the fridge if I had known... :-\ My bad.) I have to say though, Frank, thanks for pulling me out of that bathroom. I think my feet must've been glued to the floor since I wasn't able to turn around and walk out.

A split second after being pulled out of the bathroom, we are in my new apartment and I am opening my FIRST piece of mail--and it wasn't a bill! WHOO! I open it and inside I find this amazing goodness!!!

Now, I want you ALL to note, that these popsicles were STILL FROZEN after having gone through at least a day in the hands of the postal service! How they were still frozen, I have no idea... And I wondered how they were still frozen in my dream as well. Naturally, I looked to see who had sent me such a fantastic treat--it was Rachel! I asked her how she did it, and she just shrugged and said, "I'm good like that." In the background, Frank just looked at me and rolled his eyes.

Then we all shared the best and most magical popsicles in the world!

So, Rachel...? How did you do it???

(By the way, I'm pretty sure the reason you were both in my dream was because I had just read the new blog posts before I went to bed last night. And I knew it was your birthday Rachel! Lol.)