So I get home from dropping the twins off at daycare this morning and as I get out of my car, I see a rabbit hopping across the street. We had noticed that there’s been a rabbit in the neighborhood and his hole is in our backyard. Anyway, he’s hopping along across the street and I, for no reason and hopefully not within earshot of anyone, exclaim loudly “bunny!” As if she’s going to stop, turn around and come over and let me pet her.

Last night I had a dream that I was taking off from the airport in Houston and it was snowing. Yep, snowing in Houston. As if that’s not weird enough, the runway had curves, like a mountain road. So the plane was accelerating and hitting top speed before takeoff and suddenly there was a hairpin turn and we didn’t make it and crashed into a snowbank. A friend and I survived and one other person…….George W. Bush. Next thing I know, me, my friend and George Bush are sitting at a press conference answering questions and one of the press guys says “what did ya think about that third curve on the runway, huh?”