B.F.G. ?

If you haven't read Roald Dahl's book "The Big Friendly Giant", you're missing out.

I had a dream about a giant. Well, a giant that greatly resembled fists of the Hulk. I never saw its face. It was chasing me. My sisters and I took its dog. No idea why we'd steal a dog when we already had one. I think we were rescuing it. The giant followed us home and lurked on the roof. Lucikly it didn't fall through our roof. My dad stepped outside to see if things were safe and the giant took him in its great fists. We gave back the dog but the giant wasn't satisfied.

I don't remember how the dream ended, but all I remember was the packing and hiding for dear life. Woke up thinking about the scary giants in "The B.F.G.", they lived on bitter melon which was hilarious.

Well I'm finally up now and Lewis should be, too! We're going to see "The Dark Knight" today! :)