Dreams 8/12

 Dreamt that there was a party going on here. Ron and Tim were both here. I had a friend who was a pretty young blonde. She had a hispanic boyfriend who we caught making out with a load of other girls around the corner in a city alley. I'd told her something like not to bother he wasn't worth the trouble. Tim kissed me in the bathroom and I asked him if he missed being my friend that much, and he said, he did. Then, I was on the back porch with a young sandy haired man, and we were talking about the forty-four years Ron and I had spent together, how we pulled that off. 

(I have a couple of these dolls listed in my Ebay shop, but I'm keeping Liz and Francie. Thanks!) 

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Dreams 3/23

Dreamt I was working with the stripper guy from Bad Mom's Christmas. We weren't stripping, rather, working at The Italian Oven. It must've been after hours as we were having a sort of meeting or session with a nun in full habit. The three of us were on metal folding chairs. The stripper guy told the nun that he used to be a nun, too. When I got out of that meeting I could hardly wait to party with my old boss, John, from The Italian Oven. I walked to the top of a set of bleachers. Don't know why we were partying in an old dark gym. John wasn't there, yet, and I was already drinking with my friend Matt, from kindergarten. We were drinking some sort of cocktails when John showed up with red wine. I told him about the stripper being a nun and we were laughing. I said I thought he meant a monk.