I don't often remember what I dream, but when I do remember, they're always doozies. (Really, ask my mother to tell you about me and the swiss cheese.)
And last night's dream was just so perfectly a blend of all the different worlds that I live in, that it needs to be shared with all of you.
You see, I dreamt that I was reading Neil Gaiman's blog, which is something I often do in real life. I've never met Neil, although I have spoken to him very, very briefly through e-mail and the occasional FAQ; I love his books and I would like to meet him one day, but that is beside the point.
So you see, in the dream, I was reading Neil Gaiman's blog. And on his blog, he was posting pictures of the most adorable pair of mint-green gloves that he was knitting for his daughter Maddy. They were beautiful gloves, hand-knit, in fact, since you could still see them in-progress on the double pointed needles he was using. I WANTED those gloves. I kept reading along in the dream, waiting to where he got to the point in his blog where he told me the pattern he was using to knit the gloves and more importantly, where to get the wonderful, beautiful mint-green yarn...
And then, Chris woke me up to eat breakfast in real life.
Imagine my devastation. I'm sure you've had that happen to you, where you're just about to find out the most interesting thing in the dream, and you wake up. Who killed the butler or where the hidden treasure is or what the damn pattern Neil Gaiman was using to knit those gloves with. =)
I tried, really I tried, to explain to Chris that he should let me go back to sleep, so I could figure out the end of the dream, but it was no use. He had the audacity, in fact, to laugh at my dream (imagine!), and then to break the news to me that, "Honey, Neil Gaiman doesn't knit."
So, dear blog readers, two questions of utmost importance:
1. What dreams have you had that cause the same sort of reaction in you? Tell me about them!
2. Does Neil Gaiman know how to knit? =)