There are big, gorgeous, green sea turtles flying around my husband. I am enthralled and enchanted. I try to reach out to touch them, but they are just out of my reach. My husband touches them easily and they seem to be attracted to him. I go to the refrigerator to find some food for the turtles, but someone has mixed spaghetti noodles and cheese shreds into the same dish as the lettuce. I think with annoyance that my husband is the one who stored the food this way. I am trying to figure out how to sort it out so I can feed the turtles.