Do you ever look up dream interpretations? The Husband and I always do. Last night, he dreamt that he was attacked by a black widow spider; apparently, this means that he is dealing with an overbearing female figure (um, not me, hopefully!). I think he dreamt about a black widow because he’s scurred of spiders, and we found one under the house last month.
I dreamt that my uterus was like a tub of hummus, I peeled off the lid and the plastic cover, and I pulled my baby out like it was no big deal. Then I popped the lid back on. Sounds like the easiest c-section ever. NO idea what it means that I envision my stomach as a tub of hummus! Beyond the fact that I love hummus.
Oatmeal for breakfast. It was HOT. Not the ideal summer breakfast!
On the stovetop:
2/3 cup oatmeal
2/3 cup soy milk
1/3 cup water
Toppings: brown sugar, almonds strawberries
Another random question for you: What’s one song that you’ve listened to this morning?
Mine: Dave Matthews’ Stay or Leave. It gets me every… single… time. Wahhhhhh!