Last night I dreamed Michelle Obama and I were BFF. Every day we drove to lunch in a van with other people. The restaurant was kind of cafeteria-like, and we all sat at long tables. I worried that there was no Secret Service present, then wondered if the van driver (a woman) might be an agent. I decided she was. One day while we were in the van on our way to lunch, Michelle turns to me and says, "You are so good-looking!"Ha ha ha ha ha.
What I weirdo I am...
Do people say weirdo anymore?
Hey, Annie, last night I dreamt I was cleaning toilets! Clearly your fantasy life is considerably more enjoyable than mine!
ReplyDeleteWanted to pop in and wish you all the very best for the Holidays and a wonderful 2009!
Anna x
Thanks, Anna! And yes, compared to cleaning toilets, my fantasy life is clearly more...fantastical.
ReplyDeleteSame to you, my dear, for a wonderful new year.
LOL! Only a romantic suspense author would dream up this plot.
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