Dream a Little Dream of Me

Ellen I have big news. I'm talking BIG. Bigger than my bird but smaller than my cat. That's how BIG this is. You will not believe what happened last night. Try and guess. What's that? No I did not run around taco bell at four in the morning naked, while eating ten burritos. I would never do that on a Thursday night, maybe Monday but never Thursday. Thursday is Truck Day, it deserves more respect than that. Good try though. What happened last night was this...are you ready? Are you sure? Are you really sure? Super duper positive? Okay, well than I guess I will tell you. I had my FIRST dream about you last night! You and Portia came to stay with me for the weekend to visit. It was one of my top five favorite dreams. I don't know why I said that, I cannot remember four other dreams, so I guess that makes you my favorite dream, unless I forget in two weeks. I have a problem with forgetting things. Just two days ago I wrote our rent check for $3,987 when our actual rent is $1,195. Why I decided to throw in a couple extra grand, I'm not sure. It is the holiday season so I guess I was in the giving mood. That story is for another time though...Back to my dream that you and Portia starred in! For some odd but awesome reason, the two of you decided to come visit me for the weekend! We laughed and laughed. And we even went out to eat at this quaint Greek restaurant that was in the basement of someone's house. You, Portia, my mom, and some guy named Carl all had lemonade and vodka shots. I had water and the tinniest little bowl of angel hair pasta with alfredo sauce. The only reason I remember this small detail is because I remember being upset in my dream about how small the portion size was. Just because we were eating in someone's basement doesn't mean I will only eat two needles. Anyways, we all had a great time, went back to my house, only to find thugs painting it brown and gunshots going off from the balcony. Due to the increased amount of crime around campus, I am thinking this is why this part was incorporated into my dream. Or maybe, secretly, I have always wished that our house would be painted brown, I guess we will never know. But that is pretty much the whole dream, great right?! I was thinking the same thing! Thanks for stopping by Ellen!