Starbursts?
I had a dream two nights ago that contained ALL of the following:
- New York City
- My husband
- One of my husband's co-workers
- Paul McCartney
- A crowd of people (to greet Paul McCartney)
- My current employer
- My husband's current employer
- A cocktail party
- A limousine
- A cell phone call from my sister
- My in-laws
and....
- Starbursts (As in, the chewy, square, fruit-flavored candy. They were available in abundance at the cocktail party and went well with flavored martinis--at least in my dream.)
Sometimes, I think God is messing with me, just for fun.
4 Comments:
At 7:35 PM , GJ said...
Have you seen that commercial where the guy drops his Starburst into a vat of acid and reaches in to get it and his arm vanishes? SO FUNNY. I laugh every time.
At 7:38 PM , Vixen said...
That is too funny! It's not a party without Starbursts! :)
At 6:04 AM , Colleen Gleason said...
I love Starbursts. Must have them (along with popcorn) at any movie.
I don't like the cherry ones; I love the strawberry ones.
At 9:40 AM , Anonymous said...
I think it may have been an Ambien seizure !!!
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