woke up this morning, was given a proper birthday kiss, and many birthday wishes. just before he is heading out the door, he looks at me and says, (already smirking), “you do look a little older today, babe.” at which point, i look at him and say, “i’m sorry for what i’m about to do,” and promptly punch him in the face.

after checking the mirrors for wrinkles, gray hairs and any other signs of old age, i tried to go back to sleep. after numerous attempts, i had to get up. every time i fell back asleep, i kept falling back into the same dream. i was back in high school social studies class taking a test.

and apparently i know nothing about the egyptians.

i was on the verge of repeatedly failing my test. so obviously, i had to start cheating. failure is not only unacceptable in life, but apparently also in my dreams. and then (in my dream, and in real life) i started sweating. then just when my best friend was secretly providing me all the answers i didn’t know, i’d wake up. again, sweating. (side note: if i’m going to wake up sweating, i prefer it to be for something worthwhile).

so anyway, i dont know what significance this dream has, if any. but i really hope it doesnt mean im gonna get stranded in egypt next. because i’m clearly out of my comfort zone there. to my knowledge, volcanic ash has not been reported affecting any regions in egypt. however, this knowledge did not stop me from checking to make sure my layover in the states hadn’t been switched to somewhere in egypt. it didn’t.

first lesson as a member of the 25 club: if you ever get on “who wants to be a millionaire?”, make sure your phone-a-friend is someone who has a vast knowledge of the egyptian culture.