All of the baby news in my family lately must've inspired last night's dream. This dream kind of jumps around to some very non-relevant events so i'll just focus on the Eagley parts of it.

The beginning is a bit fuzzy as to how this happened but for some reason Joe and his wife (it wasn't Marjorie and i don't remember her name but she was blond) were living in my house. It was important that they lived with me because I lived closest to the hospital. Joe's wife was pregnant and was going to have their baby any day. I know that Joe was living in my house but I didn't see him that much. He mostly stayed in their bedroom and only seemed to come out to go to the kitchen or the bathroom. I spent a lot of time talking with his wife. We had a lot of conversations but the only one I remember is when I was asking her about baby names. She said that Joe had a named picked out if they have a boy and she had a girl's name picked out. They didn't know if they were going to have a boy or girl. They wanted it to be a surprise. But they didn't know what names the other had picked out. She did tell me that she had an idea as to what name Joe picked. She said she thinks the name he chose is Donald. She wasn't sure why but she said that he had been referring to Don Henley as Donald a lot lately and he seemed to really enjoy saying that name.
When I woke up the next day Joe and his wife weren't there. I assumed that she had gone into labor and were at the hospital. I didn't go to see them because I felt that they wanted it to be just the two of them there so I just waited at the house. While i was waiting a few of my cousin's stopped by to see me and i was telling them about Joe and his wife living with me and it was in the middle of telling them that I realized that I was actually living with a member of the Eagles. I started to freak out. I couldn't believe it. I was living with an Eagle. Joe freaking Walsh was living in my house. I spent the rest of the day trying to calm down because I didn't want to look like some crazed fan when they returned. Early the next morning Joe returned and he was so incredibly happy. He had the biggest smile on his face. He walked in and gave me big hug and said "It's a boy." I congratulated him as we walked into the kitchen so I could make him some coffee. He was telling me all about his new son and said his wife is doing well. I asked Joe what they named him and he said very proudly "My son's name is Donald Joseph Francis Fidler Walsh."
I woke up soon after this but I woke up with the feeling of "Wow!! That was a weird dream!!" I immediately remembered the name Donald Joseph Francis Fidler Walsh and i just started giggling. Why did Joe give his son 3 middle names? Why Donald? Why Francis? I can see where I got Donald from but I have no idea where the name Francis came from.