The Dream that won't end.

For the past couple of night...since the mega millions jackpot has been b-a-n-a-n-a-s...I have had the same dream. That I'm rich, bitch! No but seriously...this dream is fucking fabulous. I'm walking down the streets of NYC with Cee, and these other fabulous bitches I don't know, having a grand old time. The click of our Louboutins against the concrete is the sweetest sound I've ever heard. So since we are now bitches who lunch we head to our town car (because these shoes are made for show...not walking), and go off to the Gramercy Tavern. Oh yes, we were there. Once that is finished...we head to Fifth Avenue. Can you say Dolce & Gabbana, Prada, Gucci, Chanel, and Bergdorf’s? It’s a crime to be this fabulous. The sound of the scanner beeping my purchases...and the lack of hearing "This card is declined" as I drop 50G's brings a tear to my eye. Le Sigh.

The rest of the night is spent partying it up in the VIP section of some of the hottest clubs. My phone rings...and I'm leaving my girls for places unknown. In dream world next thing I know, I'm at an apartment and someone opens the door. Lord let this dream never end. Standing there is the hottest dude I’ve seen in a long time. Blue eyes, gorgeous smile, sexy body…is he really mine? Thank you dream Gods. As he pulls me into the apartment, I feel reality seeping in. Fuck you reality…I’m staying here. But before my coat even comes off he is gone…and I’m back in my bed…poor. I sit there trying to replay this dream before I check my mega millions ticket…holding on to that last hope.

So obviously didn’t win…because I would have much better things to do then writing this blog…like swimming in my millions. So this is the dream that keeps haunting me every time the mega millions has a drawing. Please God make my dreams a reality.