brightbluegirl

I had a dream about bread products last night.

As much free tasty bread products as I could possibly want, with no guilt. Fresh Warm Bread. Crackers. Sweet Pastries. Rolls. Soft Breadsticks. Pretzels.

It was wonderful.

But now I want bread.

Andrew got confirmation of the B-movie thing in Rhode Island in October. That's AWESOME.

My night was quiet. Andrew had to film his "death by scissors" scene, so I stayed home. He didn't get in until 2am. Poor Andrew. But I really didn't do anything. Washed some dishes. Made some lunches. Watched some tv and stretched. Woo boy. I am a PARTAY GURL. Oh yes I am.

Maybe today I'll find out...