I bet you know what’s coming..
A beach trip is planned for the weekend to Wrightsville Beach; 2 days and 1 night with girlfriends makes for the perfect vacay :).
Lately I’ve been dreaming about food (scrambled eggs to be exact). Intrigued, I decided to research what your dreams tell you and to see if I can solve this delicious habit of mine. According to Dream Moods Dictionary, if you’re eating in your dreams,
To dream that you are eating alone signifies loss, loneliness, and depression. You may feel rejected, excluded, and cut off from social/family ties. Eating may be a replacement for companionship and provide a form of comfort. Alternatively, eating alone reflects independent needs. Also consider the pun, “what’s eating you up?” in reference to anxiety that you may be feeling.
To dream that you are eating with others signifies harmony, intimacy, merriness, prosperous undertakings, personal gain, and/or joyous spirits.
To dream that you are overeating or not eating enough signifies a lack of spirituality and fulfillment in your waking life. Food can represent love, friendship, ambition, sex or pleasure in your life. Thus, food is a metaphor to fulfill and gratify your hunger for love and desires. If you are refusing to eat, then it indicates that you want to be more independent and not rely on others so much. If you dream that you are a picky eater, then it indicates that you are holding back something. If you are currently dieting in your waking life, then the dream may serve to compensate for the sustenance that you are lacking.
To dream that someone clears away the food before you finish eating foretells that you will have problems and issues from those beneath you or dependent upon you.
Interesting, eh? Whether or not it’s true, I’m one of those people who constantly and annoyingly asks “why, why, why”!
Scrambled, cheesy eggs for breakfast! Toasted and buttered bagel and a banana. Off to work early so I can leave early and prepare for the beach!
Body Sculpt today wasn’t my fave. I’ve taken this class with this instructor at a different time (60 minutes compared to 45 minutes) and it was the same workout. The transitions between the exercises, sets, pace weren’t told enough in advance, we did more reps on the right side than the left (pet-peeve X 10), and more functional exercises could have been incorporated than the ones we did (a plie squat instead of standing abductions-my opinion). It was still a decent class though and took the work out for me to complete my own weights workout! I think next week I’ll schedule a homemade (if you will) toning sesh that I make-up just to keep my bod guessin’.
Step was taught by the instructor who recognized me from RFW (I like her)! It was very different and a little cray-cray though; it seemed rather dismantled and I couldn’t keep up with the routine. Maybe I wasn’t putting 100% but I’m still glad she taught it and I took it! There’s always something to learn.
Lunch followed! More chicken salad with tomato slices instead of cuckes! Sweet potato crinkles and string cheese to compliment.