Dreamy

Last night I had a dream that I was at a carnival, on an air force base, and all the carnies were wolves dressed like Little Red Riding Hood's Grandma, but they were armed with M-80s (or what I imagine M-80s are... I know nothing about guns). Sounds pretty dreamlike so far, right? Read on.

So, I run into an ex boyfriend and suddenly we are under attack the by Grandma/Wolf/Carnies (bet you didn't see that coming). He and I find refuge in a stoner guy's basement apartment and there is some considerable sexual tension building. We are about to strip down (for some reason my pants are on backwards) and go at it when I stop and say:

"Wait! I'm Married."
"You are?"
"Yes. Very happily. We can't do this."
"No, we can't"

and then I woke up. Ever the faithful wife, even in my dreams. :)