Just to give you all a glimpse into my twisted psyche...
Last night, I had a dream that my husband and I decided to adopt a baby. The process went very smoothly, and soon we got a phone call saying the baby was at the adoption agency and we could come pick him up. When we got there, we were ushered into a room and shown our new baby. But he wasn't really a baby. He was:
Dr. House!
There were many other people around, and they were all acting like everything was good and normal, and they were making cooing noises at him and talking about what a cute baby he was, and they were encouraging me to pick him up and hold him, but I knew there was no way I could hold him, because I'm only 5'2" and not very strong, and he's a very big man! So I went up to him and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do this. I can't be your mother."
And he said, "Okay, well, would you like to date me instead?"
I was then somehow instantly transported back to my home, where I saw that people had broken in and were stealing all of my favourite books.
Last night, I had a dream that my husband and I decided to adopt a baby. The process went very smoothly, and soon we got a phone call saying the baby was at the adoption agency and we could come pick him up. When we got there, we were ushered into a room and shown our new baby. But he wasn't really a baby. He was:
Dr. House!
There were many other people around, and they were all acting like everything was good and normal, and they were making cooing noises at him and talking about what a cute baby he was, and they were encouraging me to pick him up and hold him, but I knew there was no way I could hold him, because I'm only 5'2" and not very strong, and he's a very big man! So I went up to him and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do this. I can't be your mother."
And he said, "Okay, well, would you like to date me instead?"
I was then somehow instantly transported back to my home, where I saw that people had broken in and were stealing all of my favourite books.