I used to have crazy, crazy dreams.  So much so that I bought one of those dream books in high school…”What do your dreams mean?”

I wish I knew where that book was, although I don’t think it my dream last night would be in the book.

So picture this….big fancy dinner party.  I’m wearing a fabulous dress and my hair is all sorts of fancy.

The dinner party is actually a farewell President party for George W. Bush.  He was all depressed because he was leaving the White House and really wasn’t in the mood to party.  But his family was.

I was sitting near Jeb Bush.  But the whole time I was trying to figure out where and when George P. Bush would be arriving.

It was great fun to hang with the Bush girls.  We apparently had lots to drink and talk about.  And then “P” arrived…..and I woke up.

How weird is that???

George P. Bush (left) talking to father Jeb Bush.