OK I’m not offering some glamourous prize or anything but if you take the time to analyze my WACKO preggo dream I will think very highly of you and post a link to your site in BIG LETTERS for everyone to see that you are the King or Queen of Dream Interpretation. The Daria’s Life DREAM WEAVER! Now how can anyone pass that up?!

I’ll just jump in by saying that pregnancy dreams can be pretty weird! I don’t know about the rest of you ladies waiting to deliver your little bundles but sometimes the anticipation of actually having dreams that make sense is one of the many reasons that I want to GET that Kid outta me now!!! LOL!

It all starts in a classroom setting during what I assume is a math class. The professor is up at the front of the class and looks like any regular Math Teacher would look with the tie, and the shirt with a pocket protector. I’m sure I noticed that he had a Palm organizer attached to his hip in a little clip case. Anyway, suddenly as he’s talking about some equation that we will be solving he “changes” - he morphes into a totally different person. I almost laughed to myself in the dream as I realize that it’s now in fact TONY DANZA (star of such past television shows as “Taxi” and “Who’s the Boss”. He starts going down the rows asking students one by one to walk up to the board and solve the equation. GULP - I panic. On the one hand I want to stay and ask him about what it’s like to be in the BIZ, and what Alyssa Milano was really like. But my fear takes over and I quietly creep out of my chair and head for the door. As I look back quickly I notice that the numbers on the board have beady little eyes now and pop off the board and start to follow me. They have a very creepy Sesame Street on Crack appearance to them now and I have to hustle my butt to avoid them.
Walking through the halls I notice that now the school has changed into a half school and half hospital. People are lying on gurneys in the hallway but when I look inside the rooms there are tons of students at their desks looking perturbed that I’m out there and they are stuck doing schoolwork.
Suddenly I see my Sister-in-Law Elizabeth. She’s on the cell phone talking to her mother-in-law Sherrie. Liz looks fabulous and skinny but for some reason she’s trying to coordinate Sherrie getting to the hospital for the birth of her baby. (she doesn’t look preggo at all). She’s telling Sherrie that she can come for the birth of this baby but then Liz wants to go home for the birth of the Twins which will be popping out shortly there after. :)
I keep on walking, then running as the crazy numbers start to catch up to me, I am panicked now. I run past the classroom where Tony Danza is teaching and notice that the kids getting all of the answers correct are hiding calculators. Why isn’t Tony catching this? ARRRGH!!!

Anyway, that’s when I woke up and decided that I’m clinically insane.