I'm so Gleeful!

So first off my shoulder has been killing me recently. Keep that in mind.

But more excitingly I had a Glee dream. And yes I'm blogging about this instead of writing a paper. So I'm Rachel, and we're at nationals, I'm about to sing my original song and the microphone is having major issues, and no one can hear me. Then Sue walks on to make some ridiculous speech about destroying us. So I stop singing and walk off stage, to which Fin comes up to me and tells me that dating Quinn again was a mistake. Quinn of course overhears this and faints. I find her and throw her over my right shoulder and carry her around for a while until I find a place to put her down.

I have no idea whether or not we win nationals or anything, all I know is that this morning, in reality, my right shoulder was KILLING me. Stupid Quinn...

Until Next Time,
Sweet Dreams

General Conference

Sorry its been almost a month. I've been super busy with graduation just around the corner and haven't had many dreams that would interest anyone really.

So background first. For my church history class we've been reading the Gordon B Hinckley biography. Its already caused problems as I keep trying to call President Monson, President Hinckley. Anyway, its been a really good read. And I think the most recent chapter I read, about he getting called into the 1st presidency, sparked last nights dream.

We're sitting in the conference center, my family that is, and my Father is elsewhere for some reason. Then we realize he's been called as a general authority of some sort. But he keeps coming back to sit with us for a time, wearing jeans. Actually we were all wearing jeans, and the meeting never seemed to stop. And they had food venders walking around. It was more like the Marriott Center than the conference center. Super weird.

Until Next Time,
Sweet Dreams