Leather and Riverdance

So the other night I had this dream that it was the day before my wedding, and I had yet to get my beloved a wedding gift. I was already in La Conner, so shopping was quaint but limited. It was 8:00 on a Saturday night (La Conner tends to close down around 5pm) and the only place that was open was a leather goods store. (I know...kinky right?) So I thought perhaps I would go and find him a nice leather jacket, or a belt. (To hold up his pants.) I walk into the store, and started to peruse the merchandise. (Doesn't that sound way better than "look around"? Peruse the merchandise...I think I'll use it the next time I go into Best Buy). Ok so I'm perusing some merchandise...and the shop owners come up to me. One of them is none other than Lief Sorbye of one of my favourite bands, Tempest. The other shop owner is...Michael Flatley. You know...Lord of the Dance? The man whose legs flail about wildly as if independent from his body? That one. He was the other owner of the leather goods store that I was trying to buy a wedding gift for Jeff in! So Lief started playing guitar and singing and Michael started dancing around while showing me a large assortment of head-bands, and those little things that you stick in your hair with a stick. I kept trying to explain to Michael that I was there looking for a wedding gift for my fiance, and did he perhaps have a nice leather jacket or something? Next thing I know...he's dancing around in one of those white leather jackets with the fringe and the eagle on the back of it like Elvis used to wear. I was getting quite irritated, but I needed to get Jeff a gift, so I got him the Elvis coat. And he hated it. The end!

In other news, I have to take Dobby to the vet tomorrow. Her little eye is all goopy and I'm hoping that there's nothing seriously long.

TTFN!

P.S. Included are 3 pictures of Michael Flatley...just in case you didn't know precisely of whom I am speaking. And ironically...in 2 of those pictures he is wearing leather jackets. One of them uncannily like the jacket of which I dreamt him dancing around in that I purchased for Jeff.