Note: This was a dream of mine. I have this warning here because some visitors have thought my life had just gone to pot, when really they were only reading one of my crazy dreams. :)
Jessica and I were going on a trip to the mountains. It was a very sunny day and the road was lined with pine trees and a lot of snow. I was driving us down an insanely steep hill and I kept swerving to one side and the other because the road was so curvy. I kept overadjusting and so I ended up off the road and in the other lane a couple of times; we almost side-swiped some red car going the other way. My driving was worrying Jess.
We stopped at an intersection at the base of the hill; some guy walked in front of us. The car turned into a flat rubber mat with black markings on it. When we went to take off, after the guy had crossed the road, we said, “Vroom vroom,” which made the mat start to move. We balanced on it until it turned back into a car again after a few seconds.
The dream shifted and we were approaching another intersection in some warm city; it was summer. Jessica was now driving. We were trying to get across the road; we were going shopping for clothing for Jessica’s cousins. The light turned yellow and we were a long way off, but Jessica said, “That light better stay yellow because we’re taking it.” Of course the light turned red long before we got there, but we ran the light and I was scared to death. There were cars everywhere when we got to the middle of the intersection. I thought we were supposed to turn into the far right lane of the intersecting road, so I kept yelling at Jessica that we were missing our turn. She ignored me and drove straight across into the parking lot of the store we were going to.
We went inside and the building was split into two halves: one for men’s clothing, one for women’s. We went into the men’s side.
Put the top back on the nail polish remover, securely, and deposit it in the nearest trash receptacle.