fantastic!

Last night I fell asleep around midnight for the first time in, oh, 8 years and I had an AWESOME dream. I've always had really vivid dreams, I always remember them, and they always worry the hell out of me. I have stress dreams. I wake up with a racing heart and I usually have to turn the lights on in order to fall asleep again. Yup. I have nightmares. Almost every night.

Except for last night.

Johnny Weir and I were best friends {lol I know}. He had already competed in the short program at the Olympics and actually placed in the top three. All was going well. We were at his house the day of the long program (naturally), primping so we could look fabulous at the rink. I threw on some great skinny jeans and was searching for the right shoes. Johnny had me go through his heel collection saying, "We're both size 8 1/2 right? Perfect! We can wear each other's shoes!" (note: I wear 9 in heels...)

Then his coach who looked remarkably like Jansen yelled at us for taking so long getting ready, that we were going to be late.

But I walked out of the house with these great purple heels that I borrowed from Johnny.

Duh.