Snow

Last night I dreamed it was snowing these big beeeautiful flakes. They were coming down really fast. I was carrying Jim and Pam's baby (from the Office) down a ski hill. (This morning it really is snowing the same exact way). The rest of the details are pretty fuzzy for this dream. Then the dream changed quite a bit. Anslee (my BFF) and I were living in the same metro area (not sure where). She was hosting a fashion show and apparently she was hot sh*t in the fashion world and I was her assistant/apprentice. This show was a swimsuit show. Her line was for the "curvy" ladies of the world and mine was for more traditional models. The suits were fabulous. A lot of black and white color play. The show was a huge success. We congratulated each other, said goodbye to our fans, and took off in our limos. My husband was inside mine. He asked me what we were eating for dinner. I realized I forgot to make anything so I told him I wanted to pick up some meatballs from "Angelo's," a place featured on Kitchen Nightmares. He ordered them and I ran in to pick them up. He only ordered one plate. I tried to only eat half but I ended up eating them all. Then I tried to make my own so he wouldn't know I didn't save him any. Then I woke up.