A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes

Weird.

What do Simon Cowell and Fran Drescher have in common? They were both in my dream last night. Hahahaha!!!
It was a long, twisted dream. I woke up thinking, "Where in the crap do these things come from?"

I don't remember the whole thing, but I do remember I was walking through a museum at one point, hiding from someone. I ran past a light fixture and it broke. Simon Cowell was walking past and so I said, "Hello, Mr. Cowell" and almost fell down the stairs (?? hahaha) He glared at me and pulled out some sort of card with the rules of the museum on it. He said, "What does this mean? Don't you understand anything?" One of the rules was not to break anything. I tried to explain to Simon that I hadn't even touched it! He didin't believe me, so I ran away from him. I ran down a hall and saw Fran Drescher standing there by some people. She saw me and said, "Ok, fine, I'll sign an autograph." She didn't have her weird voice, instead she had some angry old New York lady accent, hahaha. She was signing the autograph and asked how to spell my name. I only got S - U - S - A out before she stopped writing and looked at me funny. I said, "Ummm, my name is Susannah. S - U - S - A..." She stopped me and glared. PSYCHO

Random tidbits I remember:

Whole family over.
Goldfish crackers all over my bed, blamed my nephews, but really me.
Whole family was shopping for Valentines things, ended up at the same store together coincidentally.
Heidi ended up working there because she was taking too long deciding what she wanted to buy, hahaha.