My friend had a baby on Friday, so I've been at the hospital a lot this weekend. Her baby is the sweetest, most mellow little thing ever. He is SO GOOD. He barely, barely cries, and when he does, he stops as soon as you pick him up. It's amazing how much of your personality is already there when you're born. Your environment probably determines which parts are brought out most.
Anyway, so I've been at the hospital a lot, which means one thing: Every time I see someone in scrubs, I want to ask them if they watch Grey's Anatomy. It also means, between that and seeing the "WAR ON THE SET!" Grey's Anatomy headlines on the cover of every magazine this week, I must have Grey's on the brain, because I had the CRAZIEST DREAM last night.
(I'm going to preface this by saying that I have the most vivid dreams EVER. I'm not kidding. They are filled with unbelievable detail. I'll wake up furious at someone I fought with in a dream, or unsettled because of something someone said. They are way, way vivid.)
So anyway, it starts off as this whole dream about work people. Then this one girl interrupts and says, "Swishy, Bailey's totally on the warpath." (Which, by the way, Cristina's said about 100 times on that show.) So then it morphs into Grey's Anatomy, and I'm Meredith. There's a wedding taking place (which, by the way, is supposed to happen on the show at some point according to Shonda Rhimes--see how my brain works?) and everyone from the show is there, in character.
This is all boring, isn't it? Let me get to the point, which is: I TOTALLY MADE OUT WITH MCDREAMY IN MY DREAM. He grabs my hand and we run from room to room, trying to find someplace dark and empty, and finally he's like, "I can't take it anymore!" and throws me up against a wall in front of a bunch of people (including Alex and Addison) and totally starts making out with me. And I remember EVERYTHING! Like, his teeth knocked against mine one time. I reached up and touched his face and he had probably exactly two days worth of stubble going. And then at one point, I reached into his back pocket and I could feel his butt, and I remember thinking, "Oh, yeah, wardrobe cut out the pockets so they wouldn't show lines on camera" because I'd done that once with a pair of MY pants. And THEN I was like, "WOW, McDreamy's going commando!" Now do you see what I mean about detail?!?
Just in case you're wondering, McDreamy is a great kisser, but a little hard. I attribute the slight roughness to the fact that he couldn't get enough of me fast enough. Ha ha ha.