I woke up laughing my butt off this morning. I dreamt I was with my cousin, Special K, picking out glasses and she bought the most hideous pair of old man bubble glasses for herself. Think 70s obscenely large rims.   The look on her face as she put them on, seriously thinking they were the most flattering accessory one could stick on a face made it all the better.  I took one look at them and busted out laughing.  Oh and my sister was shopping with us too, only she gravitated towards the books and surprisingly only bought two.

Interpretation: I need a new pair of glasses. Guess what I’ll be doing this Labor Day weekend?