My subsconscious has baffled me

Last night I dreamed that Rodney McKay was my boyfriend. He was definitely Rodney, but a younger version and more dorky and cuddly than arrogant. My whole family was there celebrating Christmas with Rodney, his roommates, and me. Rodney's roommates were Zach and the other guys from the band from "The Gilmore Girls". My father got sick, but other than that everyone had a good time. Oh, and I told everyone at Christmas dinner that Rodney had really great chest hair.

Of course, all I really want to know is: Where was John Sheppard and why wasn't I making out with him? That's the kind of dream I should be having, no offense to dorky cuddly Rodney and his great chest hair.