...about this Yoghurt.
I won't go on and on about it. It's just really, really nice and since I discovered it, we haven't looked back. It's the type of product that's ridiculously expensive ($6.70 for half a kilo) but seems to be on sale ($5.00 - still bloody expensive actually!) every second week at Coles or Safeway so I'm always getting it. Anyway, I was at my friend G's house a couple of days ago and saw she had a couple of tubs in the fridge. She told me it was on sale so I went and got two tubs. The ol' favourite Passionfruit and new try, Blueberry.
This yoghurt has been in my thoughts somewhat so it was only a matter of time before I had a mad dream about it and that happened last night!
I dreamt I bought two tubs of yoghurt, one passionfruit, on blueberry (just like in real life!) only this time it was for a mother's group type gathering at G's house. There was a long trestle like table of food people brought and everyone got stuck into my yoghurt. I started to get a bit pissed off as I hadn't managed even a spoonful. And it was my yoghurt! You know how your emotions are heightened in dreams? Well, I was so upset at the unfairness of it all I was almost at crying point. Meanwhile, there are more tubs of Gippsland Dairy Yoghurt on the table but it's all sloppy dregs. And I don't want that!
Anyway, most of the women are just generic dream women but another friend from real life shows up from a yoghurt conference in Canberra with a box full of Gippsland Yoghurt...but it's the special edition version in glass tubs!
As usual, the dream was so fresh in my head when I woke up and now it's all fallen into bits and pieces but I remember the weird finale. Somehow I ended up in a giant tub of blueberry yoghurt and it was dreggy (there is something obviously up with the dregs - what's going on?) and on the turn. I was also Harry Potter. So basically I'm in this yoghurt lake trying to do spells and stuff with my wand to get out of it.
No, but the Yoghurt is!