Hello My Little Buttercream Frosted Cakes,
So I am listening to a band call Modern Talking, which was popular in Austria while I was living with my Oma about ten years ago. I heard it again at the club over the weekend and it brought back memories. Especially since the crowed dressed like they were back in the 80's and 90's. I miss Europe and I miss my family over there. It was like I was there yesterday, and sometimes I wish I could go back and relive it.
I had a nice weekend. I went out with friends, and pretty much slept all day on Sunday and I did eat a lot. I still have fettucini leftovers. I went to a local restaurant to stuff my face and watch the Olympic figure skaters. I was mesmerized, it is my favorite sport to watch. But I can't lie, I did feel a little lonely. I can't wait until my friend from NY comes over and we can be tourist whores here in San Francisco.
But I did have an unexpected visit last night. My Oma appeared in my dreams. She looked a lot younger, and had a glow about her. I was sitting at a table and she wrote me a card for Valentine's and gave me money. I was so happy. I asked her for a hug, and she came over and I hugged her for a while. In my other dreams I've had with her, I didn't feel like I missed her, because I felt like I just saw her yesterday in my dreams.
In this dream I had last night, I really missed her, and did feel like it has been a while. Which is kind of sad. I don't want to know she is gone while I am sleeping.
I was kinda miffed because as we were hugging, my alarm rang and I had to get up to get my ass handed to me in my workout class.
Okay, that is all for now. Time for some coffee !