Crazy Dreams

Do you ever have those mornings where you wake up & are like what the hell was that? I've had a couple of those the last two mornings. Wednesday, I wake up & I know I had a strange dream & it's sitting right at the front of my brain trying to come out so I can remember it. I go downstairs open the fridge & then it comes back to me. You see we had a play date at my house on Tuesday (true, not the dream). And when everyone comes over they bring a snack to share. Well one of our friends brought over ants on a log, & left them at our house & are now in our fridge. Which leads me to my first weird dream. In my dream I'm hanging out with all my friends, we're eating, laughing & having a good ol' time, but I think we're in some strange forest area. One of the things we are eating are ants on a log. I'm commenting on how yummi & juicy the raisins are when everyone just kind of looks at me & snickers. They are not really raisins they say. It is actually the butt of some weird insect. WHAT? Are you kidding me, DISGUSTING. Needless to say, the ants on a log in the fridge, went in the garbage after I remembered that.

Then Thursday morning I woke up again, weird, huh, waking up in the morning? Anyway, the only part of the dream I can remember is that I was gagging & I kept pulling gobs & gobs of hair balls out of my mouth. GROSS! This has got to mean something. I really need to get a dream book. Or maybe it's the fact that my hair is actually starting to fall out. Anyway, I pray that tonight I dream about Keith Urban & how he falls madly in love with me!