Hush, Don't Wake Me Up! I Am Still Dreaming

I've been having a series of dreams in which I am some kind of combination of British royalty. Back when British royalty was more than just a series of sex scandals. They had plenty of those too but they also had actual political power. Part Victoria, part Elizabeth except I'm named Mary Stuart. (But I'm not that Mary Stuart) Based on earlier dreams, I am next in line for the throne and my parents are still alive. I refuse to marry because I would have to share my crown. I am very stubborn and demanding, but that will probably make me a good ruler. I have no intention of being sheltered and made into a mere figurehead. Last night's adventure involved me flirting and dancing with my cousin, whom I never intended to marry but then I became upset when he began to pay attention to another, less royal, girl. I threw a royal fit and ran from the ballroom to the library. Very difficult in those huge heavy dresses.

I also had a dream that I accidentally stumbled upon a party being thrown by Goldie Hawn's mother. People were erroneously complimenting her for looking just as young as Goldie. We were anxiously awaiting the arrival of Kate Hudson, who didn't show up at least while I was there. At one point, Kelly Ripa did arrive and I was somewhat disappointed that my mom wasn't there cause I thought she would like to meet her.