grocery store, waterslide park: a dream

I'm a fan of writing down my dreams. I write down everything I can remember. Most of my top secret dreams are not in this blog, heh heh. So anyway, I did not remember what I dreamed last night until I looked into the refridgerator and suddenly I started to remember bits and pieces.

Last night I dreamed that I went to the grocery store with my mom, and she was buying all this icecream and milk and other perishable stuff. It was melting in the cart, and I thought it might go bad, and I was mad at my mom for wasting all that food. She did not seem to care.

Then I was driving in my car. It was dark outside, I'm assuming this was at night. I was passing all these waterslide theme parks. The waterslides were huge and resembled rollercoasters. For some reason I think it might have something to do with my new job. Someone was in the car with me, but I don't remember who.