My Sweetie Pie

Hi friends.

Of late I have found it most satisfying to not just address my husband with the traditional "Dan", but instead "Dan!, Dan!, Dan!" Three short syllables just seems to roll off the tongue if you know what I mean.You should try it. Please call Dan up and give it a shot.

Well, Hurricane Irene has come and gone and we are all just fine. But I bet you already knew that. I am grateful for this and that we did not get hit hard like some not better off states. Jeez Louise! The Weather Channels tell me there is another storm a brewing though and the channel isn't sure if it will come get me or not.

Also, I don't even remember the last time that I had a reoccurring dream... until this morning that is. I felt so bad, so guilty my friends... and I shall reveal why. On Sunday morning I woke up with such dissapointment because I realized that no, Jon Hamm was not my boyfriend and that no, I was not going to go to any Mad Men like movie things wearing wonderful gowns and maybe I could have had access to the shows wardrobe. Then this morning it happened again! I was dating the Mad Man! No, it wasn't a dream full of hanky pankies (only dream #2, what do you think I am?!!), we were just dating. Oh the guilt upon waking up! The agony was great. Dan! Dan! Dan! was waking me up with sweet hugs and kisses and I told him about my dream and he says "we're done here" and got himself a bowl of cereal. It was quite funny. I will take my sweet Dan over John any day :)!!

You have to admit it though, that SNL skit JH did about the ham was v. funny.

That's all.