It's been a weird week for dreams. For some reason I've remembered every dream from the last five or so days when I wake up in the morning, which is pretty unusual for me...and they are weird and crazy dreams! Monday morning I woke up from a private Adam Lambert concert...he found out that the light bulbs in my room were burned out, so he came to change them for me and decided to give my apartment a private concert! I asked if I could invite some friends over, but he said "no." (Sorry Katie, Tessa, Kate and Melissa...I tried!) He sang us his new single "Whataya Want From Me" and that was the end of the concert and I woke up! Weird.
Monday nights are the best night because one of my *favorite* shows is on--Antiques Roadshow!! Love it. (I secretly want to go on that show!) The last item that was appraised before I fell asleep was this Confederate Belt Buckle. Tuesday morning I woke up laughing! In my dream, I was the person with the belt buckle having it appraised and I ended up arguing with Rafael (the appraiser and yes, I know his name...moving along...) telling him that he didn't know what he was talking about, and that my belt buckle was worth a whole lot more than $10,000!
I'm not sure what all these weird dreams mean...if anything at all!
Oh...and I could use a little extra luck sent my way tomorrow and Friday. A local radio station is giving away tickets to the Michael Buble concert in March and I just think that I should win the tickets, don't you agree? Wish me luck!