Last night I dreamed that I was on a reality show. It was a dance competition where all the contestants were competing for $100,000.
I was in a studio practicing lifts with Tim a la Dirty Dancing. I was so small and light- and each time we did the lift, Tim did it perfectly and gracefully. The moment was so romantic that I kissed him on the lips. He became awkward and told me that we shouldn't be doing that because we are "just friends."
Then I woke up and remembered that we aren't just friends anymore. He is right next to me, I am pregnant with his child, I have gained eight a half pounds- and I can't dance for shit.