Well last night I dreamed of the application to the Mom's Panel.
But I know it won't go this way.
I was selected to a small group of 10 applicants. We were all brought together for the application process into this house on Disney Property. And then we were given a handwritten test, and a small red crayon. Some of the test questions were things like: "Please translate this phrase into French: What time is the Three O'Clock Parade?" and "Putting your crayon on the paper, draw a circular shape without lifting your pen, but don't draw a circle."
Of course as I read the test, the unthinkable happened.
My crayon disappeared.
Now I had no crayon. I looked around frantically. And the selection committee member came over to me and asked, very sweetly, "Ah, are you done, dear?"
"No...I seem to have lost my crayon."
"Well you only have 30 more seconds to complete the application."
Everyone else was turning theirs in - and mine...BLANK.
I woke up still looking for that dang disappearing crayon.
Dreams are strange - but it must mean I REALLY want to be a member of the Mom's Panel. I'm sure next week the race dreams will start. Running through Animal Kingdom, and getting attacked by a Tiger - stopping on Sunset Boulevard to ride Tower of Terror, etc.
Have a great Sunday folks - see you tomorrow for a weigh-in and workout update!
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