…I dreamed that I was hanging around outside a Fashion Week party with my parents. We sat on folding chairs pushed up against a wall, waiting our turn while everyone else paraded in, my father radiating general disappointment in me and my life choices (which had conspired to land all of us sitting in the cold outside a Versace party). I felt something uncomfortable in my mouth, and reached up to discover that I had accidentally left in some tooth whitening molds. I tried to pull them out, but they were stuck, and when I finally dislodged them with a hard yank, all of my back teeth and parts of my front ones came out, too. I clapped my hands to my mouth and turned to my parents, crying hysterically. My mom sighed, rolled her eyes, and said, “Well, that’s going to cost you a fortune to fix.”
Let’s not even try to analyze that one – it’s just too easy, having that dream the morning of the day you turn 29.
But then I woke up to find these lying on the pillow next to me, and instantly felt better. Pink peonies will do that to ya.
