Wednesday, January 23, 2013
My husband told me one morning..
Him: I had the most frustrating dream last night.
Me: What was it? Work stuff?
Him: No. I was in charge of getting Britney Spears across the desert on a camel. And it was a nightmare because she was a complete idiot.
Me: Were you on a camel too?
Him: No, just her. I was leading. But she was so whiny and uncoordinated and I was like "Just get your ass on the camel!"
Hate those Britney-frustration-camel-dreams. :P
And here's something else from last week.
Does this seem a little weird? At all?
A pupusa huh. And they're not even serving them, they are "servig" them. I guess that's what they do to papusas down in El Salvador.
And I always question the 24 hour thing, just as a business strategy. Early Wednesday, still night, 3 AM: is there a hungry crowd looking for donut holes and papusas? I'm probably just wasting my life, sleeping, while the papusa party train is rolling down at Winchell's.
That's all. Just checking really. :)