I have a confession!

So, I'm laughing out loud! I know all of my friends have facebook. My confession - I DON'T HAVE FACEBOOK! I know, I know. Why not?! I don't want to be hounded by people that I haven't talked to in years. Everybody that I know is addicted to updating their status and seeing what other people are doing. I know that I would be one of those addicts. When I first starting blogging I would check ALL of the time to see if people commented on my posts. I know that my phone battery would die because I'd put that stupid facebook application on my phone.
I know, my reasons for not joining sound stupid. It took me forever to get a myspace too. My friend, Amber, keeps threatening that she's going to make me an account.
Okay, off my chest...not that it was bothering me to begin with me. I'm just stubborn.

I had a dream...

Yesterday morning, right before the barking dogs woke me, I was dreaming...

It wasn't a dream with half-naked men (or man) having their (or his) way with me, nor was I being massaged by the hot masseur out of a steamy romance novel.

Unfortunately it wasn't a spicy dream, but one of great comedic value!

I dreamt that Amy called and told me she was in labor and parked at the hospital. Yay! Babies are a'comin! Like any good friend would do, I jumped on an airplane and took a rather short flight from California to Germany! I managed to poof into the hospital (Sutter - I have a feeling there isn't a Sutter Hospital in Germany) and walk into the room to see Amy laying on one bed and Stacie in another bed. I can't remember why Stacie was in the hospital, but I do remember going up to her and rubbing her stomach. Maybe she was having sympathy pains for Amy.

After visiting with them, I walked into the reception area and saw Bonnie and a few other random women. After hugging Bonnie and chatting a little, we decided to grab some food because I was starving from my flight. We proceeded outside and five people piled into a teensy little car (envision clowns going in or coming out of a clown car) and began to buckle in.

...I wish the dogs wouldn't have barked, because this dream was turning into something funny.

Here's the random thing, I hadn't read any of their blogs the day or evening before AND all of them live on the same post in Germany. I think my subconscious might be telling me something...

Well, I emailed Bonnie and Stacie yesterday. And let them know that I was dreaming about them...hahaha! Stacie has decided that I need a divorce-cation and that I should come out some time in March 2011. Well, my birthday is in March, I've got a lot of German in me, and it would be great to get out of the country!

I'm going to Mexico in May for Amber's wedding; I'm seriously considering (if the finances are available) of taking Bonnie and Stacie up on their offer to entertain me in March.

Oh my! The adventures I might have because of one little dream...