Last night I was dreaming that my mom and I lived in the same city. This in itself should have been a clue that it was a nightmare. Ha-ha. I walked into her house with my new boyfriend Jeremy. He was tall, Greek, and HOT. All the important ingredients in a boyfriend. What's funny is that I have a type that I am typically attracted to... Tall, White, Blonde/Brown/Light Eyes. He was not this. I think that the crazy ruined the tall dark and handsome for me because he was dark hair, dark eyes, med color skin.

The dream began with Jeremy and I going into my mom's stucco house. It was different than my parent's current home but some things were the same. My room that I stayed in when I was there was exactly the same and the pool was the same only taller. We were having a pool party, and we were getting ready for the craziness to begin. I guess Jeremy fit in like a pea in the pod because he immediately disappeared to "help" around the house. He went off and did his thing while I helped my mom prep for the party by cleaning the pool and other fun activities.

The end of the night came and I didn't see Jeremy anywhere. So I went up to bed in my room and there he was. It was not an x-rated dream but we were getting pretty hot and heavy when I realized I am not allowed to sleep in the same room as my boyfriends in my mom's house.

Spike woke me up at this point and I don't really know what it means. I hope it means that I am closing a chapter in my life that has needed to be closed for quite some time.

Happy Funday Sunday.

B