Dreams of Twilight...

Not really.

Kind of.

Anyways, I have been having really weird dreams lately. For a few weeks I kept having the, "Surprise! Your 9 months pregnant with triplets!" dream. Very terrifying. Ryan was always upset with me in them, leaving me to wake up and go, "HEY! It's not like I got myself pregnant!" Then the other night I had one where I lost Liam in a parking lot, but he was found and nearly adopted by a family that I know from Chillicothe, (The Singers). Once I saw them and him we straightened everything out. So now for last night....

It was one of those dreams where it feels extraordinarily long and you wake up thinking you dreamed the same dream all night long. A saga dream. So a lot of really odd, nonsensical things happened, but at one point Robert Pattinson was there. One of the funny things about this is that I am NOT a Twilight fan. Nor do I ever intend on being one, (sorry guys). I have never read the books or seen the movies and not planning on doing either any time soon. Also, I don't find Edward attractive...nope. Anywho, I was in Missouri at my old house. For some reason R. P. was outside of it and gets injured in some way. His friend points at the house and urges him to the front door and R.P. goes, begrudgingly. So then he ends up in my old room expecting crazy clamoring fan and he gets, "Sorry dude I'm just not that into you. Although if you are really with Kristen Stewart you should drop that mess. She is really really really lame. Seriously." He says, "You have no idea how happy I am to hear that. It's nice to catch a break."

Then I magically know how to sew up stitches and send him on his merry way and continue on with my mission which was to find my cell phone because I had to catch up with my caravan of wagons that were all heading...some place. I hope it was great...because traveling by wagon isn't so hot.

That picture of him is giving me a Nick Nolte Mugshot vibe.
Totally.