The Obama train

Last night I had a dream that I was a maid at the White House and Michelle Obama asked me to look after Malia and Sascha for awhile. She was pressed for time and stressed out about something. I felt the same I guess. I remember wiping the counter with a cleaning rag. Then President Obama came in with Senator Dick Durbin. He asked me what state I'm from and I said Illinois. He told me, then I'm your senator. He was pleased as punch. I told him, I know I voted for you. I don't remember if I got to express my concern about the State of the Union address conflicting with the debut episode of Lost or not. Guess even in a dream, that's wildly inappropriate.

Then I was on a train to Alaska. But Alaska was reversed and really sort of ended somewhere in a isthmus inside of Canada just slightly above Wisconscin. Chris and I had a heated discussion about Alaska geography and I was very concerned as to when I should get off of this train.

I've never dreamed about a president before and it looks like I have a decision to make.