I dream lots. I usually remember them. Mostly they are so ridiculous.Last week I dreamt I was at a wedding with the Kardashians. I was loving it. The meaning behind this? I will be at a wedding with them in the future as I plan on meeting them :)Then a week ago a friend of …
I dream lots. I usually remember them. Mostly they are so ridiculous.
Last week I dreamt I was at a wedding with the Kardashians. I was loving it. The meaning behind this? I will be at a wedding with them in the future as I plan on meeting them 🙂
Then a week ago a friend of mine on twitter woke from a dream where her house was so clean. Ahhh bliss. She lived in the hope this was for real, but unfortunately nope.
Last night I dreamt ALL night about twitter. I woke on and off playing conversations in my mind. What set me off was a laugh I was having with some girls about how addictive it is before I went to bed. Seriously, I am addicted. Let me explain why…
I ordinarily would not meet as many people as I have lately. Where can you meet a hundred new people in a month and have ‘instant conversations’? For me, twitter is a major networking hub. I am reading news articles, websites, opinions and engaging in general chat that I normally wouldn’t do. I think my brain has exploded in the last month and I have learnt so many new things. And I guess I love that it is so much faster than blogging. By the time I think of something to write, put it on the blog and publish it, I have probably already shared it with a hundred people and had 10 conversations going at once. Someone asked the other day – is Twitter taking over our Blogs? Maybe.
I am so up-to-date with current affairs. One tweet from someone can save me from watching the national news. Not to mention I may put a shout out for advice on parenting, anniversary presents or which phone plan to choose…and before I know it, I have answers and advice.
So while I am learning new things and meeting new people why wouldn’t you be a part of twitter? The best part is that there are so many interesting people in this world!
Ok, so this leads me back to my title and a funny story…what do you dream about?
My sister had a ripper 2 weeks ago. I didn’t think she was ever going to breathe again trying to tell me it. A dream is only a dream, but sometimes if it feels so real it can be embarrassing. Anyway, she dreamt she was in a public toilet and leant over to grab the toilet paper and somehow got SOMEONE ELSE’S POO under her fingernails. All of her finger nails! And she spent the rest of the dream trying to get poo off her. Her whole dream was hilarious to me, but she said she woke so stressed (and sniffing her fingers). Tell me the meaning of this one? I just laughed and will not let her forget this one.
Now that I have left you with the thought of poo, hope you have a great weekend. And, see you on twitter some of you 🙂
PS. Remember you can Ask Me Anything. Don’t feel you have to leave comments here all the time.
This picture is on here for no other reason than – it’s dreamy.
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Alison
Yep that is one 'dreamy pic'
Thank God I am not on twitter – blogging takes up enough time, scary!!
Loving your sisters dream. Sounds like my real day yesterday!! Riley 2yo is toilet training,I have Wed. & Thurs. Clean all day Wednesday. Clean until 4.30 yesterday as playing with cousins. Whats on his leg says Chloe 5. It was all over him (bit like the poo explosion ad on tv) front to back in every crevice. Had to strip him off – poos plopped everywhere, put him in bath and then had to get it off his jocks and shorts – yucky all over my hands. I lived her dream!!! Well nearly.
Alison
AB HOME Interiors
Crazy! Well glad I stumbled on you! Im all for the VODKA with my lemonade!