If you can. I couldn't. Dream was of after Christmas, holiday period in far away Pennsylvania and my family and I still holding on to that glow and feasting and we have company at the door. It is the First Lady and her two daughters (a bit younger than they are in real life - dreams, you know) and the President (yes, Obama) comes in a bit upset that I hadn't finished the Christmas cards. He was there to help me, since after the party someone had mentioned that I had a pile of them that I hadn't sent out. We went upstairs to the den(?) and sure enough the pile of cards was there, but I knew they were the extras. I said Good morning to my mother and asked how she was feeling and decided to wake up.
Well, I don't mind doing dreams where I meet old girl friends, imaginary or real. I don't mind the military dreams which ever way they go, but meeting sitting Presidents (you know he isn't as tall in person). No, that was very strange.