I had a really weird dream last night.

It wasn't really a nightmare - I mean, it should have been, but it didn't scare me - but I've been feeling vaguely uneasy all day and now I just don't want to go to bed.

Sometimes I dream lucidly, and then I usually dream through my own eyes.

Other times I dream semi-lucidly or not lucidly at all, and mostly when I do that I'm dreaming as though reading a book or watching a movie. If I'm even in the scene, I'm seeing me from a different angle.

This one was the second type, and I had very little control over it. There was some sort of soul-sucking witchy vampire, and he was sucking the souls of sixth graders in a very bad gym class. Also, the floor was caved in. And I think he had to be stopped with the power of love. And angst. Love and angst.

This, clearly, is why I am so uneasy - my sleeping brain is a terrible scriptwriter. I wouldn't watch this movie in a theater if THEY paid ME to go!

I'm still not sure I want to go to bed, though.

This week's dinners:

Monday: Pasta

I left the actual pasta in 'dul's seemingly capable hands and he only cooked half the box. Dude! I cook for the proverbial army. We're feeding seven-ish people, and I want lunch tomorrow. Just make the whole box already!

Tuesday: Steak and mashed potatoes with gravy I made.

Too much cornstarch in the gravy, and I forgot a green vegetable. Whoops. (I was going to add spinach to the potatoes, but I forgot.)

Wednesday: Fish cakes with mango dipping sauce, broccoli and carrots on the side. And rice.

The mango sauce was meh (it's supposed to be apricots, but I didn't have that), I saved it over (with the leftover rice) to use in:

Thursday (my big blowout cooking day) Mango chicken (if you use enough spices, you don't taste the mango, did you know that? This, too, was supposed to be apricots) with fried potatoes, with a side of beets and carrots in orange juice (I used bought garam masala and they put cayenne in it, so that didn't work, but the girls were very polite) and a side of green beans. Also, two different types of raita, one with onions and one with banana.

Whew!

Good chicken, though. I should make it more often, it's not *that* hard. (And maybe next time I'll actually use apricots! But you know, I manage to like those even less than I like mangoes. Mangoes, you can hide the taste with sufficient quantities of coriander. Apricots? Not so much. Maybe I'll try it with peaches. I like peaches.)

Well, the Onion has gotten its smelly hands on the autism retraction

I know that first one is quoting a real somebody, but I can't remember who.