Weird Dream last night.

On a normal basis, I might wake myself up in the middle of the night by laughing, out loud, in a dream. I am a generally happy person with very weird dreams.

I had a ridiculous dream last night though. My late dog Sweet Potato (aka Sweetie, if you were in her elite circle of immediate friends and family) was totally alive, and pretty much the happiest dog ever. I was like "HOLY CRAP" and totally kept hugging my dog and crying. A lot. Matt was in the dream trying to console me (poor guy, i am stressing him out in my dreams), and my dog was pretty much being completely awesome. So I woke up, 8th grade style, bawling my eyes out.

I definitely called my mom in that voice where you can't tell what someone is saying because they are crying/squeaking/breathing loudly while their face is smushed against the cell phone.

I stopped crying when i realized that my brother was also in my dream.... wearing a pink sparkly tutu.

Cheers to that. Thanks for cheering me up sam, unknowingly.





PS- My brother was visibly upset in the dream that he was wearing a tutu. As far as I know, he does not practice such fashion in real life.