Cardio was = Walking

Dance of the Day was = “Spinning Around” by Kylie Minogue

Improvised Acting Video I uploaded to my other blog was = “Blue Wo-Man Group”

Anything to Note =

You know what the day will be like based on the dreams you have the day before, that’s for sure!

Today, I was flustered!

I seem to have a lot of short dozes as not sleeping at all, but in those short bursts I seem to have some crazo d-reams Last night, was crazy. Last night, the Ex played into my dreams…..which is always a pleasure (!!!!!!)

The Ex always knows when something is up.

We haven’t spoken in a whole but I got a text with the usual “sneaky” not so long ago….hard to explain really, but it just seems like somehow he knows when to sneak back in with a text or something – and somehow its always at a moment that gets to me. I know, this doesn’t make sense!!! HAHA!! It’s just a way to make me think about him.

I wondered if he knew I was pregnant.

I did.

I wondered.

And it turns out (of course) that somehow he does.

Anyway, for some reason last night it played a factor into my dreams – not the night of the text, which was a while ago, but last night…

I was shooting a horror film and was on location, in my wedding dress, when I saw that he was also there. So I would go out of my way to walk by him, or look for him, all the time not saying a word though, or avoiding eye contact, for what seemed like hours. And then it turned out I had to stay longer for the shoot as they wanted to make my face all bloody and apply fake scars, and I didn’t want any blood on my wedding dress, so it became a long process. And as this was happening, suddenly the Ex was there. And I had to face him. In blood face.

But I liked it. I was in my wedding dress so back in my tiny size, obviously not pregnant, and somehow I felt powerful and soooo loved flaunting how I looked and that I was in MY wedding dress.

All we said was “hello”.

And then I woke up.

And I grabbed the phone to turn off the alarm, or rather snooze it for another 15 minutes, and with my eyes half closed I noticed a text. Guess who had text me????????

Yup, the Ex.

Soooooo weird!

It was like his text went into the ether, that went into my mind, that went into my dream….

Bizarre moment. Flustered.

Hence the continuation to a flustered day!

So what if I am only 5’2″.

I want to play!

And don’t I look good in Blue Face???