Dream: Quadruplets and leading Sunday worship

Note: LJ College Life blogquiz, by Elara.


I've had another interesting dream... what else is new these days with my subconscious?

It started with my dad driving me, Jon, and Steph around town and pointing out various places of interest. We saw Nathan and Jeremy on a street corner; since they wanted to jam at our place later, we let them into the car. After that, it was home time where a bunch of our friends were already. We were jamming and having fun when Carol B. suddenly came onto the scene to inform us that there was a lady pregnant with quadruplets from Edmonton around the neighborhood.

I don't think we paid the news much attention because we were busy with the music and refining various nuances. But what she had to say next made us stop: apparently, the pregnant lady's abusive husband wanted to take her to Spain, but she was having none of it. So then we mobilized a benefit effort, and made notes all over various dry-erase boards. Ultimately, we found the lady in Spain and were able to take her back to Vancouver at least. The police caught her abusive husband and took him to jail. Edmonton would have had to wait, since only two of her quadruplets survived: two girls, named Tatiana and Tatooine or some other weird name like that. :P

After we made sure that the people involved were safe, we continued touching up the music so that Nathan and Jeremy could lead Sunday worship. That in itself proved to be interesting because the little kids wanted to go up there and jam with them. We let the kids do that after Sunday School, and they had lots of supervised fun with the drums and guitar. Then I woke up...