After flying back to Utah from Arizona I watched the Jazz game at my parent's house in Layton and then drove up to Logan. I must have eaten something strange during my drive home because I had the most peculiar dream that night.
I dreamt that Lauren and I had a baby, but I was the one that gave birth to it. It just slid right out. I couldn't figure out why women complained about giving birth so much. The baby looked like it was six months old and weighed like 12-16 pounds. After giving birth I walked around and talked to people and otherwise enjoyed the afternoon.
So I now will be much more careful about what I eat before bed. I promise I didn't eat at Beto's.
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10 years ago
2 comments:
Yeah....you probably shouldn't eat whatever that was again. That is definitely not how it works, in any sense. Sounds like a fun night for you though!
First of all... haha.
Second of all, you should let your wife know that she's not allowed to blog-stalk me without informing me that you also have a blog. Thank goodness for Randee who enabled me to blog-stalk back!
I'm going to do some back-reading so I can be caught up on the continuing adventures of Erik and Lauren.
Oh... and go Jazz.
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