Tuesday, 31 March 2009

Last night...

I had a dream that I was looking after a little kid and when I turned my head for one minute, he climbed out of the cot to go on a little adventure. Only problem was, he was the size of my nose stud and we were somewhere that resembled the Grand Canyon. After managing to find him on top of a wardrobe, in a bath bag, I was suddenly with my Mum and sneakily trying to change the present labels over on the three Betsey Bags pictured below in this blog. A friend of my Mum's had bought one each for me, my sister and my brother (?!) but my sister had got the one with the telephones all over it and I REALLY wanted it. I think it might be because I am heading over to Leah's for some jerk chicken and a game of Dreamphone later but I cannot explain the nose-stud-sized child.

1 comment:

Akinola said...

Okay this is when you stop fucking with drugs for a little bit!