Hi Diane, I have one for you...
Its kinda jumbled as dreams tend to be. I remember that my bf and I, my daughter and her dad (we are friends in real life) are all staying at this marvelous wood cabin/hotel with many hallways. We get almost settled into our rooms when the owner/staff (a blond woman) comes to tell us that our rooms are not the right ones and we have to pack up all of our stuff and go down a completely different hallway, but into the same kind of room.
I remember being worried that the room wouldn't be as nice and irritated at the woman for not knowing this information sooner before we got settled in.
It was the middle of the night but as we were walking towards our new room, there was a common area where people were waking up and drinking coffee/reading the paper.
Then once we get settled in, I get a phone call from my daughter from her room telling me that her grandmother's cat has just had 4 persian kittens. I see their pictures and I want one but this woman is evil and we don't get along so I don't know how to ask her if I can see them...(ok, this part may just be from hanging around here so much and from my daughter phoning me last night from the cabin and telling me they saw two mice)..
Then all of a sudden, me and BF and this other girl (I don't know who the girl is really. I know we are acquaintances and get along, but I don't know her in real life) are dancing and having a great time at this elegant ballroom type party. THere is a DJ there and all of the other couples are synchronized in their dancing. IE, hundreds of people breaking into the tango all at once...Me and BF and this other girl are dancing together and we are trying to keep up with the other dancers but laughing ourselves silly in the process as we don't know the routine.. Then all of a sudden, me and BF do get some of the routine towards the end of the dance and he lifts me up in the air all graceful like. For a second, I am loving it, but am then mortified as I look down and we are both wearing our scrubby old at home clothes (gym shorts and t-shirts) and I yell "put me down, put me down! Look at what I am wearing!"...