Dream a Little Dream....

I've officially lost it. 

I had a dream the other night about the Jonas Brothers. 

For all you psych majors out there, yes I remember my dreams and yes they are usually quite complex. I think I scared one of my college professors describing a dream to her once. Actually I think she quickly retired immediately after that semester. 

Anyway, back to the Jo-Bros. They were at my grandparents house that was on Lake Winnepesauke in NH. For real, my grandparents used to live on the lake, their front lawn, leading to a beach, a dock and the lake. In my dream, my aunt and uncle from Michigan were there, my brother, sister, but not my kids. That would have been too good to be true! The dream would have been about them passing out not me passing gas.

That's right, in my dream I was talking to Kevin Jonas and farted. Then I had that awkward thought of do I say "excuse me" or do I say "must have been the dog, my uncle, my brother..." I am not sure what I decided to do, but I am sure I was horrified. Then the next thing I knew I was diving off the dock and swimming around. 

Any dream analysers out there? How embarrassing farting in front of the JO-bros. My kid's would have thrown me under a bus, literally.