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The House Is On Fire!

(I try to make scifi/fantasy tie-ins with my blogs, but I can't think of anything off-hand. So for this fire-related dream, have a Charizard).


(http://natsuakai.deviantart.com/art/Charizard-330346367)


Jeremy: 
I was sleeping. Laura woke up, climbed over me, and jumped out of bed. That's how I woke up. She took off down the hall in her underwear. If I wasn't awake with you climbing over me, I was awake when you were thumping around in the hall. I started coming to trying to understand what was going on. The hallway light was on, and she was standing there wide eyed. She asked me where the smoke was coming from. I told her to please shut up (I was very tired) and get in bed. I went back to sleep as she got back in bed.

Laura:
Ok this is what happened. I was asleep and I seem to remember Jeremy getting up to go to the bathroom or something. But he remembers just being in bed, so I guess that was part of my dream. Anyway, I'm having this dream that the house is on fire and suddenly I believe that smoke is filling up in our house. I remember jumping out of bed and running down the hall yelling that the house was on fire and we had to get out now. I remember Jeremy telling me that there wasn't a fire, but I emphatically pointed and showed him the "smoke" billowing up in the hall. "There's smoke!"
"No there isn't. There's no fire."
"Yes there is!"
"No there isn't!"
Then I remember REALLY seeing, and realizing there was no fire. So I went back to bed.

I don't recall being asked to shut up for the record, but having a screaming person in your house in the wee morning hours will make you snappy for sure. I would have said worse things probably. Me in the morning = RAWR.

P.S.
I read this comic about a house fire a while ago and it stuck with me. It's not funny. Well, it's kind of funny. It's ... real. You should read it. But then read something very funny afterwards. Like this. This is funny.

P.P.S.
Related to sleeping... have you read my post about how Jeremy takes pictures of me sleeping and posts them on Facebook? =P

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