I am still sugar free
I am still food sober
I am counting my blessings and so grateful to be looking forward to more time with my sister and female cousins on our first annual get-together in North Carolina late in September.
Vickie might find this amusing. I had a dream last night that I went up north to meet Vickie and her husband and children. In the dream I only met her youngest and in the dream her name was Lucy after St Lucy Filipinni of the teaching nuns. Vickie's house (in my dream) was a large estate and the grounds were covered with lovely pavers and bricks. There was a large fountain in the back of the house. The house had a great many rooms, hallways, hidden alcoves and stairways. Vickie, in my dream was shorter than her 5'4" and her husband was bald and wore a plaid button down shirt. It was a fun meeting and dream.
What does it mean when you start dreaming of other bloggers?