Last night I had a strange dream. I was trying to cook your birthday dinner, and it was steak. Actually it was more than steak, it was a lot of meat in various cuts. I was trying to grill it, except I did not have a proper grill. I had built a series of small fires in this lean-to like structure, and was putting the meat on top of the fires.
The dream skipped to a a different moment. You had tried to be helpful and had filled the structure with the fire wood, except it had smothered the fires. I pulled the wood out and was trying to build it back up again, worrying your birthday meats would not get cooked.
All the wood had disappeared and I was left with just the debris, and I could not get any of the fires to get hot. There were now a lot of people around, and they were watching me. I felt judged.
Strange anxiety dream. I think I'll keep your actual birthday dinner much simpler!