That was just a dream

I had one of those dreams where, after you wake up, it still seems true. In the dream these very nice people had me over for dinner several times, and in the course of conversation I said something that made me look like a fool. After I woke up I thought, firstly, that I owed those people a dinner, and that I could suggest it, but that I was not sure they would actually want to have dinner with a fool. You can imagine my relief when I realized that it had only been a dream. There were no such people, I had never been to dinner with them, and I said no such thing: That Was Just A Dream! I stretched, and all the parts seemed to be moving: Not Today, Baby!