I mean, technically I did NOT cheat on my husband, but I feel like I did. So, (I can't believe I'm telling y'all this) last night, I had the weirdest dream. I dreamed I was at a television news conference for journalists and I was at my hotel room taking a break from workshops and such.  Well, I'm laying there, flipping channels on the television, and someone rings my doorbell (yeah, the hotel room in the dream had a door bell, don't ask questions, just roll with me).  I open the door, and it's my college boyfriend Byron.  Now Byron is a dead ringer for former NBA Phoenix Suns basketball player Kevin Johnson.  He's short, light skinned and got big lips. But hey, I was in to short, light skinned big lipped guys in college.  Byron and I had the same major in college: journalism--so after long nights of studying--we wound up getting buck naked and drunk. Which is why it took my black ass 10 years to graduate from college.

Anyway, so back to my dream!  So I answer the doorbell at my hotel and Byron walks in. He's bucked naked. I mean not a stitch of clothing on him!!!  He sits down on my bed and starts talking like we're back in college or something.  I'm like "Oh my goodness, you're gonna get me put out of my own house.  Get your naked a$$ out of here."  But he keeps talking and I engage him in conversation and before long, we're both sitting there in the bed naked talking.  I mean neither one of us has on a stitch of clothing.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I see someone walk by my hotel room door (the hotel room door is glass in the dream). I could swear it's Shawn, but in my mind, in my dream, I'm figuring he's at home, so it couldn't possibly be him.  So Byron and I get closer and keep talking and before long, we're arm-in-arm.  And before he could plant a kiss on my lips, in walks Shawn.

I swear to you, I was so damned scared, I woke up out of my sleep and yelled, "I ain't do nothing!" I woke up Shawn, Andrew and the neighbors!  Shawn turned over and was like "What is wrong with you? What are you talking about?" When I looked around and didn't see Byron, realized I was at home, in my bed with my night gown on, I laid back down. But my heart was racing and I couldn't go back to sleep. I tell you guys right now, I was so damned scared I could have wet the bed.

Ain't that something? I could steal Andrew's Christmas promotional photo out of Target Department Store and not break a sweat, but the thought of a dream about me cheating over Shawn gives me a migraine head ache.  I been feeling guilty all day; like I should confess....