Last night: I dreamed that my friend, Jaime (who is really pregnant) told me that she is going to have a car. Meaning, birth a car. Yes, she was inseminated with car parts and will birth a car (a smaller version that will grow up to be a real sized car). All for the purpose of not having to buy the car. Genius! In real life they are having a boy, but I think they should name it a car name.
My nap: I dreamed that my brother, Branagan, and I were staying in the Venetian Hotel in Vegas with none other than Clay Aiken. I was flirting with him hard core and even looked down at my wedding ring and felt a tinge of guilt for going after another man. But I still pursued. Then we decided to go out clubbing. Clay invited and payed for ($300 each....strange detail) all of our friends which included Cami and Jessica. The other friends I dont remember because I was preoccupied with two things.
#1. wanting to be alone with Clay and
#2. being slightly embarrassed at how overdressed (or underdressed) I was in a strapless gown.
Ryan forgave me for almost cheating on him with a possibly gay pop star in a dream. Luckily, we can not be held accountable for our dreams. This goes for his crazy and sometimes scandalous dreams too.
But, I will be extra cautious while not in dreamland because guess who else lives in Raleigh.
Have you had any dreams for which you dont want to be held accoutable?
