Hot Chocolate & Popcorn

Last night I settled down to wait for Stu to get home and decided that while I was writing for my NaNoWriMo project, I would make myself some popcorn and hot chocolate. I rewarded myself every few hundred words by eating popcorn or drinking the hot chocolate, and I met my goal at midnight. Stu got home a few minutes later and I went to bed full of buttery and chocolate-y goodness. My dream was pretty epic, and I owe it to the popcorn. Try it sometime.

I dreamed that I was at a lakehouse, attempting to rescue Edward James Olmos from an underground conspiracy/government overthrow. I was waiting for them to leave him in a room alone for a few minutes so I could run in, but I was in disguise so I had to pretend like I was one of the people enjoying the pond/lake [which I hate] so I ended up going to float on the pond - as I sat there in my tube, I wondered, "Isn't this the pond with the alligators in it?" So then I got out of the pond [It was beside the lake].

I saw a group of men in soldier outfits escorting Mr. Olmos to one of the smaller buildings beside the lakehouse and followed them, to see him tied up in a chair. They left, talking and smoking, and I crept in and untied him. We were going to make our escape but...

I woke up.

:(

It was pretty epic though anyway - I mean, Edward James Olmos?!