I took a nap today. This might not sound like epic news, but it’s been a very very long time since I’ve had a really, really good nap. In the last year or so, every nap effort ended in frustration, a bad mood and a headache, but today was good for absolutely nothing else. I snuggled into my bed at mama and daddy’s (forever my bed, and I relish sleeping in it on the weekends when Ben goes out of town), and went sound asleep where I dreamed of us together in some European city, strolling the streets in wool coats and eating warm, delicious pastries (Paris, maybe?). We bumped into our old friends, Gerard Butler and Zach Galifianakis, who sat with us at an outdoor eatery and wore ridiculous sunglasses. Zach was down on himself ever since The Hangover showed him in such an embarrassing light, and we were trying to boost his spirits. It was an unexpected and welcome trip on this cold and dreary Saturday.