I had a very strange dream last night...
Here it is as I told my boyfriend.  You won't get his comments, but I'm too lazy to retype it.  :-P

I was lying on the floor painting something for Andrew... I spilled the entire can of paint on my orange turtleneck shirt...  I had to to change clothes, so I went to my hotel room and started digging through my bag.  I also decided I needed to empty my pockets (of the clothes in the room)  Yep, my hotel room.  I even had a roommate.  We were at some resort.  So, I'm digging out the money from my jacket and jeans pockets ... and it's all one dollar bills with a few fives thrown in, which is what I expected, although I found a few more dollars than I thought I would.  Then I reached into the  pocket of that green jacket and it had like 3 ones and a seven dollar bill.  *laugh*  I did the little happy dance ... you know, when you think all you have is 10's and 20's and you find a 50?  Just exactly that dance, except it was a 7. 

I told my coworker about this dream, and she asked whose face was on it, but I only saw the end, so I didn't -see- a face.  I finally told her Nixon to shut her up.  ;-)