Nat was in my dream last night. I don't remember what I dreamt exactly about him. I know there had been a mistake made. Never asked the nature of the "mistake." I wish I could remember it. The only details I remember was being chided by a doctor for abusing the special privleges she extended to me (which I didn't notice were special, that might have been part of the problem).
The part of the dream I really remember is that I offered to get an elderly lady (maybe Aunt Estelle, maybe a stranger, it wasn't clear) a drink and she wanted califlower juice. (ew!) I'd never heard of it, so I wasn't sure if they (wherever we were) had it, but another woman said they did have it in the pantry, and I had to shake it vigourously, let it sit for 5 minutes, then pour it. It sounded riduculous to me, but she assured me it was necessary and had some explanation.
So I went to the pantry, found the califlower juice (ew!) and prepared it and put it in glass and I think I was delivering the cup when I woke up. So you can see why it's annoying that I remember so much about the califlower juice and nothing about the part with Nat.