The Dream
So I had this whacktacular dream last night. I dreamt that the job that the guy did on my nails was really crappy and to make myself feel better I took Al and Bekie out so that we could all get our hair done. We went and bought dye because we wanted it to be a different color and we went to some crazy new salon. So Bekie goes first and she's sitting in the chair and the stylist comes in with a tray that has like a glass of milk and Oj and bacon and eggs and half of a grapefruit and a little flower in a vase... pretty much anything you see in the standard "balanced breakfast" on a TV commercial. The whole time I'm thinking "How nice! They're bringing us breakfast!" but the lady sets the tray down and picks up the grapefruit and smashes it on Bekies head. She does the same with all the other food, topping it off with the little flower and massaging it all in. And the Bekster just keeps talking to us all like nothing weird is going on at all. Then the lady starts rinsing it all off... but instead of tilting her head back into a sink... she sits Bekie inside a giant sink under a large bowlshaped shower head. So Bekie is sitting crosslegged inside a sink getting drenched and there's hair and water all in her face and she's looking like cousin It in a hurricane. She's just sitting there and then she starts singing the most beautiful song. It really was a good song... if I could remember it I would write it down and give it to her because I come up with some bitchin stuff in dreams. But at that point in the dream I decided it was all too crazy and I'd go for a bit and come back when they were done with Bekie. But then I woke up. So i never saw what her hair ended up looking like... but I dont ever want someone to put breakfast on my head.

Random Happy Convo.
Unversed Lyric: I love it when there's a hidden track on a CD... it's like I got more for my money
Unversed Lyric: that really cheers me up
Unversed Lyric: you just dont even know
Cupgirl55: or maybe I do
Unversed Lyric: either that or i'm just really out there
Unversed Lyric: It's like that extra .5 ounces of soda in the can
Cupgirl55: yeah it is
Unversed Lyric: or the extra chicken nugget that you could score at wendy's
Cupgirl55: or a free ride when you already paid
Cupgirl55: oh wait that's ironic
Cupgirl55: nevermind
Unversed Lyric: haha
Unversed Lyric: yay Alanis
Unversed Lyric: or those times where you get an onion ring mixed into your fries at burger king
Cupgirl55: I don't like onion rings though
Unversed Lyric: I do, that's why it makes me happy
Unversed Lyric: or when you get free refills on drinks
Unversed Lyric: or you get the porn channel free
Cupgirl55: I do enjoy that
Unversed Lyric: that's not for me though
Cupgirl55: the drinks I mean
Unversed Lyric: but whatever people like
Unversed Lyric: ROFL
Cupgirl55: like Chandler and Joey
Unversed Lyric: yeah
Cupgirl55: or when you get full cable for $8
Unversed Lyric: Exactly
Unversed Lyric: The joys of life right there
Cupgirl55: a guy gave a speech about that today too
Unversed Lyric: what did he say in his speech?
Cupgirl55: that it's the little things in life that make it worth it basically
Cupgirl55: and he won a year of doughnuts from Krispy Kreme
Unversed Lyric: really?
Unversed Lyric: for the speech?
Unversed Lyric: Krispy Kreme makes life worth while.
Unversed Lyric: Some of us (me) forget about the little things sometimes.
Cupgirl55: we all do

I have a tummy ache :-(
according to this thing... i'll NEVER have a serious relationship. But HEY! it says i'm 50% cynic and 50% optimistic! And we always thought I was ALL cynic. Weeeeee!

My Romance Meter

Optimist 50% . . 50% Cynic Close 23% . . 77% Distant Long Term 17% . . 83% Brief

What does my romance meter read?

Crazy Aunt Ressa...
Some of us have already had this discussion. For those of you who don't know... i'm going to be really wacky one day with my sister's and friend's kids. I'll say things like "look kiddo there's a cigarette on the ground! Better take up smoking while it's free!"... Today we had a conversation about what kind of gramma i'd be (when i'm like 80). I'll have an electric scooter with hydraulics, and a walker with a cup holder and a build in sound system. We even went through conversations I'd have. One of 'em went like this:

Me: Bring me my rum bastard!
Grandkid: Mom! Gramma called me a bastard again!
Mom: Is that true mother?
Me: Of course not sweetie, could I just have a bit of rum?
*mom turns around and leaves... I flick her off*

I'm going to be a whack old lady... maybe not. In anycase... the quote of the day was "Bring me my rum BASTARD!"

This was all discussed over grub at O'Charlie's following the spiking of Cory's hair with the tub-o-gel. We had like 3 bowls of soup and a platter of chicken fingers and fries. Bekie was paying and the waiter (Ryan who was HOT!) brought the check saying "as long as you don't tell the manager, I only charged you for the chicken" YAY! free food! So he scored points for being really hot and giving us free food... and in turn scored a $10 tip. WE also did the tradition of leaving things other than the tip. Last time there was gum and change and sugar, and a tampon. This time it was a signed sugar packet, and a note on the back of the reciept saying things like "We like flying monkeys" and "Ryan rocks my socks" and the URLs to the websites. I would have asked him for his number if not for Bek and Al's endless quest and fuss for a prom date. On the way out we did the ritual "Signing of the take out menus". A good time was had by all.