I think I have PMS. I dream't about a cupcake I couldn't eat last night. So Sad!
I walk into an adorable bakery boutique. It's super cute. I walk up to the counter and ask "how much is that cupcake?" Girl in my dream tells me "two seventy five" I say "I'll take it" she rings me up and informs me that my total is two hundred and seventy five dollars. Outraged I storm out of the bakery muttering to myself that if she meant hundreds she should have said so in the first place.