It seems my BFF, Chrissy Metz and I had come up with some sort of amazing something or other. A book, or app, or journal...no clue. I am a more behind the scenes kind of gal. So, she, being a famous face and all was promoting our thing-a-ma-jig. We had an appointment with one of our big investors and Chrissy insisted I sit in on it.
We get to this fancy office building where a receptionist takes us to an adorable little waiting room complete with a barista. This batista whips me up the most magical Java beverage ever. Soon after we get told "she will see you now" and quickly trot through an office door, where we are asked to be seated in these voluptuous leather chairs. I felt like I was being swallowed hole. In walks this petite woman with the cutest voice. Hardly any make up. Brown shoulder length hair. She is cute as a button. She and Chrissy start chatting it up like they are old pals. Chrissy introduces me. And we are just so pleased to meet one another. We get half way through our little promo meeting and it dons on me, and I shout "DOLLY FREAKIN PARTON, you said this was Becky but this is DOLLY FREAKIN PARTON!!!"
Ya'll I was meeting with Dolly Parton and didn't even know it without her wig and makeup. I know this could not be real life! I could be blind as a bat and if Dolly Parton told me she was so glad to finally meet me...I would know it was Dolly.
So, Becky, err Dolly giggles her cute little giggle and says "Oh, honey, that's my stage name, my friends call me Becky!"
Chrissy. How dare you introduce me to Dolly without a heads up!
And then I woke up. Not sure what that was all about but I started my day just as confused as I was in the dream.
Here's to tomorrow!
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