Indian Candy

I dreamt that the hotel John works at was the house I grew up in in Maine. I was there, working from a laptop for my job. I had to take a break to help Nicky with something in the kitchen and Dad started getting on my case about making sure I am keeping good track of my time. I told him I was and showed him that I was writing everything down in a log. I got upset that he was interfering.

While I was sitting on couch doing work, I noticed an old man and an old lady sitting on the dining table. I thought he looked Arab while she looked Indian, but when I asked, it turns out they are both Indian and married. Her name was Minis or Miris or something like that. They were on their computers. I think they were IMing each other. They were hilarious and very nice.

Then it switches to me working in my current living room and there is a pounding at the side door. I go open the door and Nick's friend Gabriel is there and I start yelling at him about pounding on the door and showed him how to knock like a normal human being. I could see Alvin around the corner of the house playing baseball with Nick. Gabriel said he was just coming by about some chocolate covered mint candy and then Dad comes out and starts yelling at me telling me not to buy any candy from him. I start yelling at Dad telling him Gabriel is not trying to sell anything is looking for candy that belongs to him. I go inside and Mom gives me the candy which is in her room and asks me what is wrong. I tell her Dad is being crazy.

And that was the end of that.