Forgetting James’ Allergy

Date: 9/10/2022

I’m in a young women’s small group and I’m really getting along with one of the other girls my age. I’m excited to have made a new friend. We all get in a car together to pick up a guys group to join us. We drive past a condo building, and I (for some reason) believe them all to be Airbnb’s. The condo on the end has a small screened-in patio that’s visible from the parking lot. I can see Jim Carrey, in his Dr. Robotnik costume from the Sonic movie, sitting in a hot tub. I recall that the guys group stayed at that same Airbnb the year before. We speed away because we know he’s evil and don’t want him to see us. I try to picture him in my head and can only see Mr. Bean’s face. My family from up north is visiting (possibly for the wedding). My cousin James is telling my Aunt Alison (his mom) that he wants peanut butter. He asks for it over and over, and I wonder why Aunt Alison isn’t answering him, but then I remember that he’s allergic to nuts (in real life). I assume he’s asking for a peanut butter substitute. I realize that forgot to make sure that the wedding menu was completely nut-free. I try to recall the list of foods we picked to figure out if they would be okay.