But the dream I had the other night beats all. In it, I was looking at the Blogger home page...
...and as I watched, the number of followers suddenly jumped by 1000, flickering from 300-something to 1300-something. My jaw dropped (my dream jaw, that is) and I thought to myself, "Wow, I guess I have more readers than I thought. A book deal can't be far behind."
Then I woke up.
I shudder to think what a psychoanalyst would make of this. And I think I've been spending way too much time in Blogger. :)
But as long as I'm here, I may as well post a photo or two from a lovely drive we took Sunday. Though a week of high winds has blown away much of the existing autumn colour, there's plenty yet to admire:
|A gorgeous canopy of trees on a local Rural Road|
|The Wisconsin River modelling a number from the Autumn 2012 Collection|
I would have taken more pictures had Mr. M not been channelling Mario Andretti. He loves to drive - Mr. M I mean - and is very good at it. So while he was taking the curves in great style, I was taking very few (and those mostly blurry) photos.
Halfway through the drive, we stopped for dessert at one of our favourite cafés in the next county. Carrot cake and coffee for Mr. M; chocolate mousse torte and tea for me. (Sorry, no food photos. We were too busy scarfing down carbs and caffeine to think of getting out the camera.)
Not a bad way to spend a sunny Sunday afternoon.
What is your craziest dream?
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