This morning I had a dream in which I arrived home one day to find, to my utter surprise and delight, my friend Suse in my kitchen. With her was her friend A, who had a young son about the age of Suse’s youngest son. Both boys were present and very bored. And hungry. Being the bad hostess that I am, there was no snack food readily available for the boys, and I was both embarrassed and disappointed about that. The womenfolk had come to my house to use my kitchen because it was bigger than theirs. It makes perfect sense. After all, they live in Australia, and I live just around the bend, in Northwest USA. Sadly, they were just leaving, and couldn’t stay. They were just packaging up the last of the Christmas cookies they’d been making. They were so nicely and neatly packaged in vintage Christmas tins. Very classy. They left me with a sweet little tin filled with something delightfully delicate and chocolatey, and bustled out the door. I rummaged about for snacks for the boys, and finally found some snack bars, gathered them up and darted outside to catch my visitors before they left. I was nearly too late. They were just leaving, and I had to wave my arms to make them stop. The car was a purple suede racecar. It belonged to A, and she was all strapped in and ready to take off. It was shaped something like a Prowler, only the driver lies on her stomach and wears goggles as her face is so close to the road. A. assured me that this kind of car is the best for maneuvering in traffic, and a joy to drive. It was quite something to behold. The passengers were stowed safely within, all lying down. The passenger area was somewhat like a bed. There was no need for safety belts, as the car was much like a pod and once the lid was in place, the passengers were sandwiched in and there was no moving about. I gave the boys the meager snacks that I’d found, and we said our goodbyes.
Scene II. Around the block. I was on my way to a work meeting when I noticed the purple suede car parked on the roadside. I sauntered over, because of course it was A., Suse, and the boys, and say hello. Who else would have a car like that A. explained that she needed a flashlight. Happy to be able to help, I rushed back to my home to collect a flashlight. Sadly, it took longer than expected and by the time I returned, they had gone. On top of that, I was late for my meeting. I felt a bit bad, but realized that we hadn’t confirmed that they would wait, and I hadn’t confirmed that I actually had a flashlight. I suspected I did, and said that I would bring it if I could find it. Meanwhile, they must have found a way to get out of their flashlight-required predicament, so they continued on.
Then I heard my toddler letting me know he was awake and that it was time to change his diaper, so I had to bid adieu to R.E.M. sleep. I was a bit sad that I had missed the chance to visit with my friend, her friend, and their boys. That purple car was something else, though, and the cookies were divine!
