I dreamed I had a series of family encounters with Beloved-But-Obnoxious Cousin. For those readers who have not been blessed to attend a Clam family gathering…well, The Canuck can tell you how fortunate you are. Particularly a gathering of the maternal line.

However, more to the point, maternal Clam family gatherings tend to be punctuated by BBOC having a temper tantrum or three. In fairness, she used to be a lot worse; TBS and I once spent several hours listening to her screaming at her mother in an unfortunate homework-related incident. And to be honest, I was a tantrum queen myself, well into my teens.

On the other hand, she is now 23…

So anyway, last night I dreamed I had a series of encounters with her. In each one, she would start bemoaning something or other (as is her modus operandi), and I would respond with an only-slightly-dismissive-and-mocking “Waahh, waahh, waahh…” to which she would consistently respond by shrieking, sobbing, and running out of the room.

In my defense, each time I would try to override her shouting with loud explanations of what I was trying to convey. And also in my defense, this WAS only a dream.

Do I have to confess having enjoyed it?

What is with that dream?!?