Man, pregnancy dreams are weird.

Last night’s apparently involved being stranded with a broken-down bike at my father-in-law’s house (which was… in NC instead of CT?  Whatever…) and desperately wanting to cook spaghetti so as to make a good impression through food, but there were only two grocery stores in town and neither of them had tomato sauce or tomato paste.  It also featured a cameo by my (actually very nice and helpful, in real life) co-worker as the world’s most unhelpful and inefficient grocery store employee, who took me on a tour of everything BUT tomato sauce in the store, to my increasingly desperate frustration…

…and this is, oddly, one of the tamer dreams I’ve had lately.

In other news, 1/31 – I get to find out boy or girl!  Squee!


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