A dream I would really rather not have dreamed

Very confusing dream last night, thankfully interrupted by the alarm; I was attending Mass in what I now recognize as the "new" chapel at Bolling, but the middle brother I never had was behind the altar as one of the servers, lying his ass off about my ineptitude as a server, when we all knew I'd never been one thanks to failure to learn Church Latin in 3rd grade and being too proud to try again when they got rid of that requirement...anyway, Carlos was nowhere to be seen and young James was looking very confused even before everyone stripped naked for the Sign of Peace.