I had the strangest dream last night. I dreamed I was walking home from somewhere. I was on a gravel road holding a stick and hitting at pebbles in the road with it. Then, all of the sudden, I was on a major highway outside of New Albany, Mississippi, and walking towards a gas station. I went inside to use the rest room and get a drink of water. While I was in the restroom, someone said, "If you want to see Amy Grant, you'd better hurry and get out here!" So, I hurried along and went out. Amy was standing behind the counter signing autographs for a huge line of kids. She was signing them all: "Amy and Mike" (Isn't she married to Vince Gill?) I was all trying to act nonchalant, like I really didn't care that I was in the same gas station as Amy Grant. I was studying the candy bars, the bubble gum, and glancing at her every so often. Anyhoo, she finished up the autographs and went into the restroom--which now had a beautiful lounge area. I followed her in pretending I needed to go and I struck up a conversation with her. We were sitting on the lovely couches while I was telling her how I loved her songs and how I used to sing "El Shaddai" at church all the time and how an elderly lady once told me she had heard me singing "El Shaddai" on the radio when it was really Amy Grant! This is when it really got a little bizarre---Amy said to me, "There are 29 gods, you know." I said, "Amy, you know better than that. I know you do." She said, "Everyone in Hollywood believes there are 29 gods. I guess I believe that now." I said, "But, Amy, surely you aren't denying your Lord and Savior." She just kind of shrugged and shook her head. I continued to counsel her and finally got her set straight. We exchanged addresses and phone numbers and she agreed to come to dinner at my house the next night. She and "Mike" had a place nearby. As I walked out of the restroom, Coach J and Mandalyn were out there waiting for me--(where did they come from?--I'm sure I was walking alone.) We started our 80 something mile trek for home--WALKING. And that's where my dream ended. Do you know how long it would take to walk 80 miles? And we're not the kind of girls to hitchhike! And I really hate that I had to miss having dinner at my own house with Amy Grant and "Mike" because I was still WALKING home! I am glad, however, that I did get her spiritual problems straightened out--that was most important! ( I, of course, have no idea the state of Amy's spiritual affairs--I'm guessin' she doesn't really believe there are 29 true gods.) Very strange--and I almost never remember my dreams. In other randomness, I found these yesterday: Dark chocolate covered Altoids! Wow, they are very good! Kind of like a peppermint patty-- You just might want to pick up a tin when you are PATIENTLY waiting in line at Wally World. I have only tried the chocolate covered peppermint flavor, but I am guessing that they are all good. You might want to give 'em a try!