Thursday, January 15, 2009

First to the Finish Line

Last night, I had a dream about running. I know, right? RUNNING.

I was in this race. I don't know how long it was supposed to be. You know where it took place? At my house. Yup. Started in the back yard, went through the family room, hallway, kitchen, dining room, living room, up the stairs, down the hall, into my room and back. There were tons of people running laps through my house.

And I was winning! I was winning without being totally tired or sweaty or anything.

And you know who was there cheering me on? BARACK OBAMA. He totally wanted me to win.

Weird, huh? Someone who's good at interpreting dreams please tell me what this means!


Maki said...

Oh man, I would be sooo running fast if Obama was cheering for me!!

Lucky you!

Thanks so much for stopping by the other day (wednesday) and supporting my big day. Your comment meant so much to me...

Stay in touch!

Star Forbis said...

Thank you so much for visiting my Blog and Laughing wiht me. Come back any time.

The Blonde Duck said...

Saying hi from SITS!