Heath and Hurricanes

This whole blog moving thing is invading my dreams.
The lovely Jim is helping me move my archives from blogger to the new digs. We exchanged a few emails yesterday and then I promptly went to bed and dreamed about him....well...it was sorta about him.

I was meeting Jim at the mall so I could take him to my "blog"(???). However, Jim wasn't Jim, he looked just like Heath Ledger!
We walked through the mall and then into a warehouse which led us to a boat.
It was my sister and brother-in-law's boat. They were going to take us out in the gulf.
My mom and my nephew Michael were there. Michael who is now a 5'10" 14 yr old was just a little boy in the dream.
As we were sailing along, Erick, my bro-in-law, tells us that we're going through a hurricane. It did occur to me that he was an idiot to take us out in a hurricane but we all donned our life jackets. Mine was just a thin, suede vest that I'm sure would be PLENTY of help in the water!
Then we hooked ourselves to the hull of the boat so we wouldn't be thrown overboard. I put Michael between my mom and myself so we could protect him.
Jim/Heath was pretty freaked out and he kept calling his wife on his cell to tell her he loved her. I'm sure it's easy to get cell reception in the middle of a hurricane in the Gulf of Mexico. (Can you hear me now? Good!)

Huge swells were Crashing over us and I was so frightened for all of us and I was hoping that my mom and I could hold on to Michael. I kept imagining the horror of watching either one of them being thrown overboard and drowning.
Just then the boat made a horrid retching sound and I sat up in bed. That retching sound was the cat puking in the floor. (That one was for you, Key!)

So, kids, what does this dream mean? Does it mean this blog is a sinking ship and now Jim is going down too because he is helping me??