So, I finished watching ABC’s Lost finale on Sunday night and then went to bed and dreamed the craziest dream ever. I am certain this dream and the craziness of it was because of the TV show that I’d grown to love and, dare I say it, hate at the same time. The hubby and I would watch the show and really have to concentrate to understand. Having the show end was both bitter and sweet. Mostly sweet. Especially since James (Sawyer) and Juliet got back together. As did Jack and Kate. And we can’t forget Chah-lee and Claire. The rest of the gang joined in and Sayid, my favorite, was no longer “evil”. Whew. My dream was crazy but at least I wasn’t on an island trying to protect a light. No, we had apparently planned a trip to Canada for a 10-day stint. That sounds nice, right? Wrong. We didn’t book a single hotel reservation ahead of time. Not only that, but we just started driving and didn’t have a single clue as to what city we were going to go to. In my dream I remember saying to my husband, “Hey, let’s to go Toronto tomorrow!” And we did. I woke up in a tizzy because y’all, I plan most things. Heck, I start packing for a trip nearly a week before it happens. What? You don’t? Anyway, I’d love to hear about your obscure dreams so that I’ll know I’m not the only crazy out there. Make a sister feel better, mkay?