Around 5:30 this morning, halfway between sleeping and waking, I had one of those strange dreams where your subconscious takes stuff that's happening NOW in your life and smushes it all together in a very strange way. In this dream I was trying to dye my hair while waiting for an important phone call. Of course, when I got halfway through with the dye job the phone rang. It was such an important call that I couldn't say, "Can I call you back?" and so I ended up sitting there for a very long time with dye in my hair and dripping into my face, worrying about what it was all going to look like when I finally got off the phone and managed to rinse it out.

Today I am wearing my favorite dress, which I have not worn since late April because (get this) it needed to be ironed.

The worst part? It only took me 5 minutes to iron it.