Ok, here's what I remember about my dreams:
Maggie and I went skiing (snow - which I can't do) and it was summer so I had no clothes to wear and I had to just layer all my summer clothes on and I had no money but Maggie said she'd pay for me.
I went to a bar that I used to hang out at in high school (Kilgour's in Corryville) but in my dream it was supposed to be R.P. McMurphy's. I know why I dreamt this: because I just found out, Saturday, that the owner passed away in May. Weird.
I dreamt that Cullen said to me: "How come when we were just outside, you looked skinny but now, inside you don't?" To which I replied "You're making me feel really good Cullen." (near tears) and he said, "No, I mean it, I don't understand why you look fat inside but not out." Then, Becky, who's sitting there with us says, "Do you think Muir is fat? or, do you think she'll be fat when she gets older?" and Cullen answers "She's piddly." Then I woke up...from my nightmare. Now, I don't know what "Piddly" means but I'm thinking it must mean "pudgy". Ugh! I hate those dreams and I have a rendition of it (teeth falling out) all the time.
Later.

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