It's 10:29 am and I forgot to say "Rabbits, Rabbits, Rabbits" before talking all morning. Plus I had nightmares the night before last and Bryan had them last night and my daughter two nights before, so it feels like we are passing them around. Mine were about my apartment building being lowered into the ground while surrounded by men with big guns and my daughter and me inside. Anyone want to analyze that for me? Btw, my recurring fear dream is losing my luggage; Freud never said anything about what luggage means, just that purses are vaginas. Happy September!