My bridezilla Dream

Have you ever had a dream that seems to span the whole night?

Well, last night I did and it was completely centered around the wedding and a little aside about setting up a surf report hotline, if you can believe that. I guess this is what happens when you talk wedding plans before going to sleep. Hopefully the actual event turns out nothing like the nocturnal, virtual version.

To begin with, the dream was completely suspended in a state of panic. For some reason, we were having the ceremony in an ugly little rec room with no windows. The flowers were every shade of the rainbow and looked like the belonged at a gravesite...and that is where my virtual or dream bridezilla came out. I began ushering the ugly flowers into a side room with the help of my mother. I insisted that I review them and find the yellow ones, as my virtual dream self had only wanted yellow flowers. I ranted and raved and told the florist, who was still there, that I would shut them down.

After that travesty, I found a spot on my gown. Even worse when I went to walk down the aisle, the music was Metallica, sandman!

I woke up about six a.m. with my ears literally ringing. I didn't know if  it was from the Metallica in my dream or the utter fear of a the not existent wedding that just happened. Sigh. Funny what your mind comes up with while you are asleep.