Pioneer Woman came to me in a dream.

Folks, I am seriously not making this up.  Last night I dreamed I was at Ree Drummond's ranch.  I met Ree, Marlboro Man, and one of the girls.  (The girls look a lot alike, and after all, it was a dream, so I'm not sure which one; but at my request, she took a picture of me with her mom.)  Evidently  I spent the night at the ranch, because I was there as Ree was making breakfast.  Unfortunately, I woke up before breakfast was ready.
Just my luck.  
So I pondered this dream, and what might have brought it on.  
I've been following Ree's blog, "The Pioneer Woman", since back in the days when she only had about 50 comments a day and talked about calf nuts and panties a lot.  (Not in the same entries, of course.)  Honestly, I feel as though I know her, so that alone could have caused the dream.  
Now, if you are one of those people who gag every time you see the words "Ree Drummond" or "Pioneer Woman", just move along.  There's no need to leave a comment.  You have your opinions, I have mine.  
Back to the dream:  I took an over-the-counter sleeping pill last night.  I suppose that might have been responsible for the dream, although those pills don't usually cause me to dream.  
And then I realized:  Ree has a Christmas show coming up on Food Network this Saturday!  Not only that, but she has a new cookbook ready that comes out on March 13.      


She wants me to spread the word!  Can you believe I'm getting subliminal messages from Ree Drummond?  In my sleep?  


Her show airs this Saturday at 11 A.M. central time, but it will be repeated a few times.  Click HERE for all the times.  To see what she as to say about her new cookbook, click HERE.  

I'm not making it up about the dream.  You know, they say if you tell a dream before breakfast, it will come true.