No, this isn’t going to be some Earth shattering speech from me. Quite simply, I had a dream and I have to share it with you.

Let night I had a dream that I was at a funeral/wedding (I saw 27 Dresses last night, please don’t see it) in this beautiful but dark auditorium and my nephew was announcing to me that he was gay and I was introduced to his boyfriend (awesome piercings) and it was their wedding but they didn’t know whose funeral it also was. Then I got online to blog about it, (yeah you guys were in it!) and the front page story on every search engine and blog was Britney Spears Died* (but no it wasn’t her funeral I was at).

So my first thought is that I have to blog about it. I start to write how tragic it is that Britney Spears died because I thought she was just getting her life back together and we all had high hopes for her. However, when I started looking it up online again for more details, it was as if it never happened. There was no info on it. So for like the whole rest of the day I was trying to participate in the beautiful homosexual wedding and trying to find information on Britney Spears death.

When I woke up I wasn’t quite sure if my nephew was really gay (I wouldn’t have a problem if he was!) and if Britney Spears was really does (she’s not). Anyway, it was just really odd so I had to share.

*Disclaimer: Just so we are clear BRITNEY SPEARS IS NOT REALLY DEAD. What I described above is simply a morbid dream I had last night and nothing more.