I had a dream last night in which a spider (a small, black, furry one) jumped on me.  I woke up slapping myself to get the darn thing off.  There was no spider.  But then I couldn’t sleep anymore.  I’ve been exhausted all day.  Sometimes I hate dreams.

On a happier note (happier for my tummy and not my pocketbook), I discovered that Gingerbread Mocha Frappaccino’s are quite yummy.  Mmmmmmm.


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