I had this strange dream last night that I had gone back into the 60's, where you were either a "skirt" or a "suit"! I was wearing this sweet little red number with the pearls and cateye glasses and drinking a martini, shaken not stirred!
And then I went to this high rise business ad agency and met this handsome fellow who bore a stiking resemblence to my hubby!
He's the one holding the newspaper and cigar. What a great dream!
He's the one holding the newspaper and cigar. What a great dream!
Bye for now!
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