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Thursday, February 17, 2011

Sweet Dreams Are Made of These...?

Ok, this morning I was in one of those dreams where I absolutely couldn't wake up. I hit my snooze legit 15 times and I kept picking up right where I left off before the alarm started ringing. One of my childhood best friends has recently gotten engaged (like for realz, not just in the dream) and all of a sudden I'm her wedding planner/maid of honor. This is the most ridiculous thing in the world, first of all. I mean, yes, we're still friends and I'm sure I'll be invited to the wedding but...maid of honor? No. In no way, shape or form is that happening. And unless I'm subconsciously desiring to quit my day job and become a wedding planner a la J Lo in the loveable Matthew McConaughey chick flick, I don't see that happening either. But it was weird.