warm beer and cold women

i woke up to find the city caked in several feet of solid ice. if our door had opened outwards we wouldn't have been able to leave. people were wandering around outside, confused. it was like a great glacier had come in the night. the only thing that really sucked about it was that we had no power or heat. so we were trying to figure out how to keep warm in the new ice age. leon went into the basement to bust out his coleman propane stove and i started to mix up some pancakes. the kids put on their boots and went whooping outside to slide around. they could play all they wanted, anywhere, because the ice was too thick and deep for cars to get around. as i was cooking, a knock came on the door and a beautiful woman asked to take refuge in our home, since there was no way for her to get to her house in the city. i said of course and took her in, but by that evening i could see i made a terrible mistake, because she was flirting with and fawning all over leon, who was so dopey about it, it infuriated me. she started pulling some attitude on me, as though she really believed that she could usurp my position of 'head woman' in this household, so i literally picked her up and threw her out the front door, chucking a cold pancake after her. she slid a long ways on all that ice. when i told leon this dream as we both woke up a little while ago, he said, "she'll go far." heh.