This isn't really a dream, but it's weird:
I'm sitting in the kitchen watching TV (we have a TV in every room, yeah, it kicks ass.) and then I'm just zoning and not paying attention to my dad, and he comes through the LAUNDRY room, which is next to the kitchen, me, and the Dining Room, and I was like, "How'd you get here from there?" And he's like, "I was doing the wash." Then he's like, "How's school?" I said, "Oh, fine." Then I notice he's wearing a beige sweater. He walks into the kitchen, gets some cookies, then walks into the laundry room again. I wanted to go over to where he was to ask him, "Oh, by the way, could you wash this?" and he's not there.. So then I go into the living room, and he's lying on the couch watching TV, and he's wearing a red hawaiian shirt, and asleep..
I was like, WHAT THE forget.