Recently I haven't had many celebrity dreams. I started taking a prescription allergy medication and for a while I was having dreams unlike any I had had before. Not bad, but different. And I seemed to forget them sooner than usual.
Finally, last night I had a memorable celebrity dream.
In the dream I had just moved in to a mansion to live with a young couple and extended family. The young couple had a son. The son was about 2 years old and was sickly. The parents had hired all kinds of people to take care of the child - everyone from personal nurse maid to a resident clown. Everyone wore ornate garments in pastel colors, including the clown. I don't know why I was there, but Maggie Smith was showing me around and the rules of the house. There were no windows on the 1st floor, but when you went up to the second floor, there were huge windows stretching from floor to ceiling on all four walls. It was a rule of the house that when you went upstairs, you had to take a small flag made of silver threads and wave it at the sun from every window or it would be bad luck.
I must have been hot because at the end of the dream (I was wearing my plush fleece bunny-suit PJs, so...) because there were these big, taller than me, mounds of snow at the bottom of the staircase leading upstairs and Maggie Smith and I both hugged a mound of snow. The cold snow felt so good. I wanted to ask her if she had ever made a snow angel, but I thought it might be a silly thing to ask a proper rich lady like her.
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