I've read that often dreams are more memorable during pregnancy. I think that proved to be true for me this weekend. Here's roughly how the dream went.
I had given some presentation that resulted in an invitation to the White House. Yes, like where the president lives in D.C. So off I went to spend some time with the Obama's. Barack had just returned from a run. While I was walking around Brack walked out in, ummmm, his birthday suit. All I can say is wow - congrats Michelle!
The dream did continue with me chatting with the workers at the White House. When I woke up I was pretty surprised. I told JM about my nocturnal escapade and he has been teasing me relentlessly ever since. We went to the dinosaur museum and I was explaining to BG how a dinosaur's bones are much bigger than ours. He walked up and asked if it was a Barackasaurus. I'm a bit embarrassed by it, but what can I do? I may have blushed a little when I saw Barack on a news story later than day. Do you think Michelle ever considered that unknown, white women would be dreaming about her husband nekkid?
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