Ever since I can remember, I have always had the weirdest dreams! Not every night, but when I do deeply dream it really wears me out in the morning. I feel like I have been up all night. In the past I have dreamt that Marilyn Manson came to my house for Thanksgiving and wanted to join my church…early this week it was a dream that I was in charge of a charity event (which I may do someday) where hundreds of celebrities (like Tome Cruise, Jessica Alba, Ben Stiller) got together in the pajamas to crop! How cool would that be! It was a sleepover with catered food and their assignment was to scrapbook a page about themselves then we were going to auction off one big album. CRAZY!!! My most tortured dream was Orlando Bloom was Ian’s best friend. He got married to a girl who became my best friend and the whole dream I was conflicted with trying not to covet him…I woke up feeling so guilty! I know I am weird. Last night was no exception. Ben Stiller (again) was trying to get out of a stalker relationship with Katie Holmes (who happened to be my sister) and he wanted to marry me instead. Paula Deen was our mom and a crazy one to boot! She trapped me in the basement, but Ben helped me escape. We established a home in a Quizno’s van and lived happily every after…on the run!
Should I even be sharing this??? Now you really know that I am weird…I don’t even like Ben Stiller!