On Sunday afternoon I fell asleep and took a lovely long nap in my lovely bed with its white Egyptian cotton sheets and its deep-red sateen striped duvet cover. I dreamed that a dentist got hold of me and kept doing dental work on me. In my dream I rushed over to this nasty vomit-filled trough and started gagging and spitting and dry-heaving into it. This is how pretty much all my dental appointments go, but still. So, so gross.

The best part was when I woke up mid-spit and discovered an absolute river of warm saliva trailing down my face, down my neck, into my hair, and on my shirt. So . . . apparently I wasn't keeping the spit in my dream so much. I staggered around my bedroom looking for something to wipe all that nastiness off my face and neck and hair, because even if I'm half asleep I know not to use my sheets and their fabulously high thread count for something like that. I collapsed into bed and fell back asleep, too out-of-it to do the Dance of Nastiness and Ick that the situation most definitely called for.

It grossed me out, though. And now it has probably grossed you out too. Everybody wins.

Happy Monday!


noelle f. said... [reply]

I hate it when I dream that I'm having a migraine--and then BAM! I wake up and lo and behold, I'm having a real live migraine.

Desmama said... [reply]

I had a dream about Brad Pitt the other night. Not to rub it in.

Mary said... [reply]

I swear I drool more during afternoon naps than at night. Why?

Be grateful. Last night I seriously had a sex dream with William H. Macy. It was more traumatic than my root canal last year. I had to shower extra long this morning. Sorry if that grosses you out. Even Steven.

daltongirl said... [reply]

I have a new story that could possibly be even grosser than the towel story from last week. I'm not going to share it here, because people would puke on their keyboards, and I'd be responsible. Take my word for it.

And I don't drool anymore since I discovered BreatheRight nasal strips. A gift from heaven! Not that I have the kind of thread count that makes it matter, but I sleep better.

kristen said... [reply]

Thanks for sharing. Almost too much information.

That'd be awesome if a hot guy came to your door right then.

Sarita said... [reply]

Once upon a time, I had a dream that I really had to pee, and so went tot he facilities to do so....

I'll stop there.

jaime said... [reply]

Okay...sick and gross!!! Be glad that it isn't one of those dreams I had as a little kid where I was sitting on the toilet and I woke up to find I had pee'd my bed. Yeah...that would be significantly worse...especially at our age! :)

Thanks for sharing, though!

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