Had my first wedding dream last night. I can't say that it was a nightmare, because it really wasn't (though certain aspects of it were), if only because it was just so...surreal. My dress wasn't ready, my hair was in dread locks, Brett was in bare feet and kept having problems with fish biting his toes. The officiant was late, the chairs weren't set up, and all kinds of people who weren't supposed to be there were there anyway. No one could figure out how the receiving line was supposed to go at the end, so no one came by to say hi to us, even though it was our wedding. It started to rain, causing people to shriek and flee, leaving us standing there, looking at one another, and just smiling. I think it's that last image that makes it seem more dream than nightmare.
Some of this rings with a measure of truth, I suppose. My dress still isn't here, though I think (I hope!) she's still working on it. After last night's dream, I'll probably send her a sheepish email to check, just for my own sanity. Brett *has* said he needs new boots, and I haven't talked to anyone about renting chairs yet, so some of it is rooted in reality, but still. Freaky stuff, and can we just not have anymore of that? Thank you.
Posted by Liz at May 7, 2003 05:44 AM