A lot of stuff happened to start the dream but it's all very hazy. The general sequence of events was that Jen's father had a lot of gold and he had found out that I had married Jen just to get my hands on his gold. It's not clear whether Jen's dad was a leprechaun in this dream or not. Like I said, that part was hazy. What was very clear, very, very clear, was that when Jen's dad found out, he threw a blanket over my head and then stabbed me repeatedly in the chest.
Yah, not a very funny dream. I certainly didn't find it too funny as I shot awake at 3 in the morning, clutching my chest, and violently waving away a small man who wasn't even there. Jen remained oblivious to my brush with imaginary death. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't get my eyes to close. I lay there for the next two hours and tried desperately to blink.
Any dream interpretations are welcome. I'm really hoping somebody comes up with something pleasant because otherwise my next meeting with the in-laws is going to be fairly awkward with me wearing a full 1/4" thick steel breast plate.