Dreamin'

So this weekend has officially been dubbed "The weekend of crazy dreams" since every single night I have had one... at least....

Yesterday when I was having my mid day nap, I was dreaming that I was a little kid in the bathtub with Scott (also as a little kid) and he put my cell phone (since all little kids have cell phones, right?) at the bottom of the tub and I was so mad. When I woke up, I was ready to chew him out for doing that to my cell phone.

The night before that, I was dreaming that I was in a plane crash in my wedding dress and my dress was on fire. I wasn't scared, just mad that my dress was ruined.

Apparently I wasn't the only one dreaming. Scott had a dream about me. He said he had totally forgotten about it until he heard the song "Baby Got Back" by sir mix a lot on the radio. Hmmmm. I don't want to know....