rebecca_in_blue | But what was AB doing my in dream?

I had a dream last night involving a National Velvet-era Elizabeth Taylor (she was about 12 when she did that; great child actress, awful film). She lived in the duplex down the street from Mom's house, and me and some friends -- I think Andrew Birkin and his family were among them -- were riding our bikes down the street to visit her. It was very weird, because Liz Taylor was just a kid, but she was already famous, because somehow everybody knew that she was going to grow up to win Oscars and marry Richard Burton and etc. In my dream, she told me she always wore a baseball cap so people wouldn't recognize her. What I remember most is that when I left Liz's house, my bike was gone from the yard. I was so mad, I screamed and threw a tantrum, and when I woke up my hair was in a dishelved mess, so I think I must have tossed and turned in my sleep. As soon as I was up, I ran and checked on my bike.

Grandma's 80th birthday was yesterday! Yes, her 80th! And yes, her birthday is September 11 (at least it's easy to remember). I got to visit with Athena and Eva and we all ate spaghetti and yellow cake and it was delish, as always.