You know...

...you've been spending too much time pest(h)ering when you start dreaming about Jamie Oliver. Especially when it involves coming home to finding your mom and Jamie eating a bowl of cereal together in bed. They then ask you to go fetch them some peanut butter & pumpkin toast (?!?!?). You find your dad in the kitchen sulking, telling you he was the one who got them their cereal. You wake up.

True story. Perhaps having your friend's copy of "Cook with Jamie" on your bedside table is not such a good idea...