Prosperity Dreams?

Sorry, but I just can't ignore the obvious symbolism in this dream I had last night.
I was working on a series of self-portrait photographs, and all of them involved me covering up my naughty bits with various pieces of fruit.
Fruit.
Over my womb and breasts.
Hi Freud!

Also, if you have a fancy enough sitemeter to track specific IP addreses, esp Leah and Amy, I'm not stalking you or this site, I swear. My browser is acting buggy and will keep flipping back and forth of its own accord between pages I've visited. I love you all, but not THAT much. :)