(Compliments of M.L.K.-ish)
Except it wasn't necessarily a nice, warm and fuzzy dream. It was a nightmare. It was my first wedding nightmare, and hopefully my last.
[Flashback to the dream.] Here I am on the day before our wedding. We are at this place where we are getting married. It's like a destination wedding, but it's not on a beach and it's not here in Ohio where we are actually getting married. Everyone is arriving from out of town and the hustle and bustle starts to pick up when suddenly I realize that I never got my dress altered. But then I also never found bridesmaid dresses, and now I literally have 24 hours to get all of that done. I start to panic.
I'm trying to find Brian and there are so many people. I keep seeing these people with black suit pants on, white suit jackets, black vests, black and white polka dot shirts, and these bright blue bow ties. I'm talking prime color blue kind of blue. (No where near the colors we decided on for our wedding...) I finally find Brian and he is wearing the same thing. I ask him what he is wearing. His response was, 'this is what I decided on for the wedding...'
At this point, that part doesn't even bother me. It's the fact that I have no bridesmaid dresses, my dress isn't altered, and I have no way of getting anything done. And now I'm in tears.
In the midst of Brian trying to comfort me, like the wonderful fiancé he is, I wake up, and realize that it was all just a dream. My heart is pounding, my mind is racing, and I lay there thinking, 'of course, why couldn't I have realized this in my dream??' It took me a while to get back to sleep.
It's funny what our subliminal tells us. I have been looking for bridesmaid dresses and shoes, and haven't found anything, yet. I'm not necessarily worried about it, but I'm not feeling like I'm smooth sailing either. And as far as the dress getting altered, I've been looking into seamstresses, too. But, once again, I don't really feel stressed, since the dress doesn't arrive until May anyway. I suppose it's all in my head somewhere or another. Maybe I suppress my stress about those issues and they surface in my dreams. I'm not really sure how to decode them, but for now, my subliminal speaks.
As far as Brian's 'outfit', we'll just have a chat and make sure we are on the same page. Like I said, I'm hoping it's the first and last of these sorts of dreams, but if not, they're at least quite entertaining...the next day!
Except it wasn't necessarily a nice, warm and fuzzy dream. It was a nightmare. It was my first wedding nightmare, and hopefully my last.
[Flashback to the dream.] Here I am on the day before our wedding. We are at this place where we are getting married. It's like a destination wedding, but it's not on a beach and it's not here in Ohio where we are actually getting married. Everyone is arriving from out of town and the hustle and bustle starts to pick up when suddenly I realize that I never got my dress altered. But then I also never found bridesmaid dresses, and now I literally have 24 hours to get all of that done. I start to panic.
I'm trying to find Brian and there are so many people. I keep seeing these people with black suit pants on, white suit jackets, black vests, black and white polka dot shirts, and these bright blue bow ties. I'm talking prime color blue kind of blue. (No where near the colors we decided on for our wedding...) I finally find Brian and he is wearing the same thing. I ask him what he is wearing. His response was, 'this is what I decided on for the wedding...'
At this point, that part doesn't even bother me. It's the fact that I have no bridesmaid dresses, my dress isn't altered, and I have no way of getting anything done. And now I'm in tears.
In the midst of Brian trying to comfort me, like the wonderful fiancé he is, I wake up, and realize that it was all just a dream. My heart is pounding, my mind is racing, and I lay there thinking, 'of course, why couldn't I have realized this in my dream??' It took me a while to get back to sleep.
It's funny what our subliminal tells us. I have been looking for bridesmaid dresses and shoes, and haven't found anything, yet. I'm not necessarily worried about it, but I'm not feeling like I'm smooth sailing either. And as far as the dress getting altered, I've been looking into seamstresses, too. But, once again, I don't really feel stressed, since the dress doesn't arrive until May anyway. I suppose it's all in my head somewhere or another. Maybe I suppress my stress about those issues and they surface in my dreams. I'm not really sure how to decode them, but for now, my subliminal speaks.
As far as Brian's 'outfit', we'll just have a chat and make sure we are on the same page. Like I said, I'm hoping it's the first and last of these sorts of dreams, but if not, they're at least quite entertaining...the next day!