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Thursday, December 18, 2008

Welcome to Dreamland

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?

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Blogger Anna Campbell said...

Hey, Annie, last night I dreamt I was cleaning toilets! Clearly your fantasy life is considerably more enjoyable than mine!

Wanted to pop in and wish you all the very best for the Holidays and a wonderful 2009!

Anna x

December 20, 2008 at 10:28 PM  
Blogger Annie Solomon said...

Thanks, Anna! And yes, compared to cleaning toilets, my fantasy life is clearly more...fantastical.

Same to you, my dear, for a wonderful new year.

December 23, 2008 at 10:01 AM  
Blogger Marie-Nicole Ryan said...

LOL! Only a romantic suspense author would dream up this plot.

January 9, 2009 at 1:36 PM  

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