My aunt Taffy and I were out and about when we decided to stop by my aunt Sissy and uncle T's house.  My mom was already there practicing her sign language.  Taffy and I had just cracked open a beer (which is the strangest part of this dream if you knew how utterly unfathomable it would be to find beer in Sissy and T's fridge!) when in walks my tattoo artist.  He has come to purchase the smartphone T has put on Craigslist.
Then my alarm went off.

CL