oo

the other night i had a dream that the bf was "friendly" with another woman.

in the dream, i distinctly remember seeing her: petite, brunette, delicate features.

i asked her name: ann marie.

the bf made it seem like it was no big deal, that he just enjoyed her "company."

i woke up, furious.

i demanded to know who this ann marie person was.

back in reality, the bf just rolled his eyes. dream.

suspected by-product of another late-night dinner.

today i went shopping with w, and when i went to buy perfume at bloomingdales, the beauty advisor handed me her card:

ann marie.*

of course i told her the whole story, laughingly accused her of hanging out with my bf, and left convinced of my psychic abilities.

*too bad this one was significantly older, bleached, and heavily made-up. still, it has got to be a sign. i'm sure of it.