(the following happened after a bunch of other dreaming. i was in seattle visiting. but that's a whole nother dream involving soap opera stars and switching bodies with them and a whole bunch of hilarious stuff i can't put in any sequence. anyway. dream switches to "reality", and we decided to take nate and jenna to the airport or something...can't remember.)

sitting on a plane with mike. nate and jenna are in the row in front of us. mike and i are goofing around, and the stewardess comes by. she's an asian woman who doesn't speek english very well. she asks me what color i want? i'm confused, because i think she's supposed to be asking me which meal i want. so i ask "what?" and she asks what color crayon i like best. i ask "what?" again and she gives a frustrated sign and goes away for a little bit.

so i turn my attention to back to mike. suddenly it hits me that jenna's probably joining them for christmas, so i ask if that's the case, and he says yes, and i start laughing because it's clear she's not having a very good time.

it is is then made clear in the dream that we're on a plane to wenatchee(that's probably not how you spell it. i don't care though. it's a real place, i just don't know how to spell it). i then start questioning how in the hell mike and and i even got on the plane in the first place, because i know we didn't buy tickets. wenatchee is a stop over for the other two on their way to somewhere in idaho.

so anyway, i look to mike for explanation. he reminds me how we were just handed the boarding cards with seat numbers(like on southwest airlines), so he decided we should take advantage of their idiocy and board. might be fun.

so then the asian woman comes back with paper menus, where we're supposed to write down what we want. (this was taken directly out of my experience on friday where they ordered lunch for the jurors because we were being sequestered.) i remember marking the box for a particular sandwich, and a particular salad with red wine vinaigrette(this was clearly not one of today's flights. there was good food!). the red wine vinaigrette was taken straight out of my first viewing of "emeril live!" last night.

anyway. so i'm picking at my salad. just messing the lettuce around. we're engaged in some kind of entertaining babble. and at this point, we're on the ground in wenatchee. i look outside and realize there's snow on the ground. apparently that big blizzard that hit california has moved it's way up the coast.

so i start thinking.

and wondering what mike's plan for getting us back to seattle is - are we gonna rely on the same fluke of them accidentally handing us boarding passes? and i realize the airport will probably shut down soon because of the snow. are we gonna rent a car and drive back or something?

so we're walking out of the plane, into the terminal, and there's all these rope things set up...as if they were waiting for a line. and rather than going through the maze, the rest of my party(there's a 5th person there now, i just don't know who) just starts going under them. so i decide to just unlatch one of the rope things. and it catches jenna in the neck. and i start to giggle.

then i woke up.