dream until your dream comes through

no more boy or girl dreams, but here are two new weird ones, from the wee hours of this morning:

1. we were staying in a hotel suite, with some other people. something happened that my ob got called in to check on me. everything was fine, but while i was getting dressed in the bedroom, justin and the other people there were telling the ob that i had a crush on him. he said to justin, quietly, "under the circumstances, i think it would be best if she saw someone else from now on." when i came out of the bedroom, my ob was gone, and justin told me what had been said, and i was horrified. he is the only ob i can see, the only one who knows everything! i started leaving him endless voicemails saying things like, "look, i find LOTS of people attractive, and i'm not trying to bust up THEIR marriages! you HAVE to see me!" i was pretty happy to wake up and find that my dream was just that.
2. i was at a valentine banquet at college. they were going to name a queen and i was surprised to be one of the three candidates. it took FOREVER for them to go through all of the formalities and naming the runners-up, and while they were doing that, all of the insecure girls i went to school with were scheming to undermine me, which was stupid because the voting was already over. i wore an intensely red-orange formal dress, and the non-insecure people were all telling me how blown away justin would be when he saw me in it (nevermind that i didn't meet justin until i was 30, by which time the dress would have no longer fit and been pretty stinky). just as they were about to announce that i was queen, i woke up, not as happily this time, i must say.

i need to get it together to go to justin's brother's birthday party. i'm not really looking forward to going without justin, who is at work. also, at the birthday boy's request, my MIL is making chicken and potato dumplings. i've eaten a little bit of chicken lately, but her chicken is always undercooked, and the thought of potato dumplings is completely revolting. at least tonight i can claim my well-publicized nausea to get out of the dumplings, although it might raise eyebrows if i proceed to eat cake.