I have been having some VERY mysterious dreams as of late. Let's see, there was me and Ian Somerhalder living it up in a tent in a random back garden I didn't recognize, but let's face it I wasn't particularly worried about who's back garden I was in. Then after that, I was in a strange house, which wasn't mine. In the kitchen I was cleaning and preparing food then all of a sudden everything I touched was just shattering, or breaking. I was mortified, kept apologising saying "So sorry, I won't break anything else" then everything kept breaking! All the while Ian Somerhalder was still there....I have literally no idea.
Anyway, 2 weeks until Florida, so so so so SO excited! Actually, excited doesn't cover it. I keep sneezing and I am PRAYING it is not the start of a cold...that would be bad times indeed. I have got everything prepared, all sorted just waiting for Thursday 15th Sept to come around; that is 10 days today baby! I have just discovered I can officially say 'I am going to holiday NEXT WEEK'. *dance*
I'm am probably going to be in the biggest low EVER after my holiday but let's not think about that just yet, I honestly can't stop talking about it, i've pissed off the world and his wife but I....just...can't....stop!! Fingers crossed when we get home it'll be the start of another exciting time, despite missing the sunny sunshine state! :o)
