Last night, I dreamed I went on a cruise with my high school class of 1963. The fun part was that everyone was there. The scary part was that I could not find the dining room – anywhere!
Granted, I’ve had enough psychology within my educational endeavors to know this probably stemmed from the fact that I have been trying (rather unsuccessfully) to D-I-E-T. I have a hard time even saying the word. So, I go to sleep and dream about all the wonderful food on board ship that I cannot seem to find. How sad is that?!
Well, really and truly, the sad part is that I was alone on the cruise. Woke up feeling a wee bit depressed and hungry!