I dreamed last night that Toni Dove came to visit. She came to my parent's house and I was setting her up in the guest room. I had a really had time finding her a towel and finally found this pink one that had been mine as a child. I then found a washcloth. In England they call washcloths face flannels. I like that. Then Toni flooded the yard when my kitties were out there to make the cats swim and I was worried that it was too deep. My dad was thinking of going to a late night art film and Toni told him not to bother, that the film sucked.