Every once in a while, I have dreams that are worth sharing. Mostly, they're just to weird to share, but last night's was kind of funny.

This next weekend, Dh and I are going to participate in a ham radio field day.  This is where a bunch of people get together and try to contact as many other hams as they can within a certain amount of time.  So, the guys will be setting up all their gear, talking electronics, yelling out their call signs, saying CQ CQ CQ a lot, staying up all night, eating, drinking, and enjoying themselves.

I will sit by our tent, make some yummy camp food, and read, read, read. 

Our girls will be getting spoiled at grandma and grandpa's house.

We'll all be happy.


So, anyway. . . last night I had a dream that I was at field day, and there were lots of people there (actually, we're going to be in a small group.) Lots of people, food, and fun. They were doing drawings (the door prize type, not caricatures -- though that would've been a fun twist.) 

Guess what I won in my dream drawing?  A fruit salad!  Yay!  Exactly what I'd want to win at field day. 

I told Dh about the dream and just looked at me like, "You eat healthy in your dreams, too?" And, then he said something like, "Sorry.  No drawings. No fruit salad."  Then, he rolled over and went back to sleep.

I got out of bed and am planning what I'm going to take on our little camping trip.

Fruit salad for sure!