valid reason or a good excuse?

Finders Keepers was fab. Such a good atmosphere, so many talented bunnies. I did come across some treasure (above as promised) ...some very interesting treasure: my dream dress. I don't mean that in the 'oh it was so beautiful, it really was a dream dress' kind of way. I mean it in the sense that I dreamt about this dress the night before. Now, I know hearing about people's dreams is about as boring as scrubbing grout so I'll be brief and spare you the details. This dream was in third person, I could see myself running through The Rocks in this cream, lace dress with my hair flapping behind me, fastened by a headband. So you can imagine the alarms ringing in my head when I came across my dream dress. Literally. I tried it on and it fit perfect, naturally, as a dream dress does. My Christmas budget didn't quite agree with my need to possess said dream dress. A good friend talked me into putting it back on the rack and threw the old 'there'll be another dress' line at me and we left it at that. Except, I couldn't. What are the odds of a) remembering the type of dress you wore in a dream all the next day long, b) finding pretty much the exact dress and c) it fitting in all the right places? It has to mean something right? I tossed and turned all night and the next day, did what any girl in my position would do. Hit an all time low and borrowed money from ... my mother. Ouch. Not a proud moment in my life. Still. I had to have it, right? Or is this just another hairbrain excuse for me to purchase another dress? You decide. It is very pretty. So, now I have a pretty dress to wear when sitting on my couch watching tv ... cos that's about all I can afford to do now.
Thanks to Katie Mayors for the finders keepers and owl tree pics-so cute!
How was your weekend?

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