I was at a pool park, with a bunch of different pools - some surrounded by hedges and only 3 or 4 feet deep, some out in the middle with deeper parts.  David was there (and only 6 or so) and he was being so loud, and I kept asking him to please be quiet and he wouldn't.  So I pulled him aside and said if he chooses to keep being loud, he'll choose to write sentences (his gramma roach was there too - listening), and David said he doesn't ever want to write sentences again.  I said then pretty please be a little more quiet, because it's hurting me.  So he was quiet (there was some sort of timer he was going by that also said he had spoken 9 words so far - for like a minute, and his Gma Roach had said - you only have about 27 seconds to go), and he was sooo good.  (I didn't tell him How long he should be quiet, and didn't tell him he couldn't talk.)  And when it was done I said he doesn't have to ever be that quiet all the time, but that he was just hurting me, and to please just not yell or holler.  

Then I was swimming and a personal makeover team came and got me.  They told me what to wear, and to not carry my purse I got in Arizona.  (They'd sat me down at a round table with 5 other people in a fairly small room with a couch to the left.)  I was the last person there, and we got our makeovers.  

Then I went back to swimming, and got picked AGAIN.  

This time I was again the last person there, and someone was sitting on the couch instead of the tiny table.  I recognized a producer lady from last time, and started looking through their paperwork in their breakroom for any contest rules, and nothing stated I couldn't win within 3 days of winning last time, so I was amazed and went to sit down.  There was an older guy that welcomed me to sit next to him when there were 3 chairs left, and I did and thanked him.  I was kind of ashamed because there was gunk all in my "purse" - a walmart sack where my lotions had leaked and was nasty.  And some guy in there had said that he knows when people are lower class 'cause you can see through their purse and it's all gunky inside.  So I was going to change purses into my Arizona purse but decided on my brown and yellow crochet purse instead (and was changing purses in an awesome hotel room on the bed).  And I was thinking I was going to let them do my hair, and I'll just tell them I can't afford the new clothes they suggested.

I was back at the pool I was swimming in and I was going to get back in, but I fumbled and instead I did the whole olympic horse thing on the bars of the ladder.  Just as I was losing my balance and head first instead of butt and legs first I dove in the pool around this other person.  (The pool is only about 4 feet deep and even though I dived I straightened out quickly so I didn't hurt myself.)

Then PapaBear woke me up having a bad dream. 8(