Sweet dreams are made of these...

I had weird dreams last night...and I didn't even eat before bed!! (Haven't in quite some time.) You know what I'm talking about. The College/Univ days when you'd drink your face off at JJ's and hit Pizza Corner before passing out in res. Then you're dreaming all night about crazy scenarios.

Last night I dreamt about one of my coworkers. Not that kind of dream!! Anyway, we were going to his place, by row boat, to a party. Nice shack too. And E, who was tucked in my coat was just the size of a football. Very strange. I tend to ponder my dreams...wondering what it says about me subconciously. Maybe I need to go to a party. I've been dying to go dancing. Hmm, who knows. And little E...don't know what that means. I'm not ready for another baby right now. Maybe I'm missing her being an infant. She'll be moving up to Jr. Toddler in Nov. Who knows.

I daydream a lot now. Romantic scenarios. I really should write for Harlequin Romances or something. I haven't read much of them, probably because I preceive them as cheesy. But I love sexy romance. Even more these days. DH and I were chatting last night about how our intimate relationship has improved since losing weight. We're feeling great about the weight loss, which gives us more confidence, which leads to talking openly about our realizations. It's a closeness that just makes everything better. ;)

Well I better jet. Hope your days are filled with lots of sweet dreams ... actual and imagined. :)

~B