Tossing and turning

Last night I had another wedding nightmare. This is not the first time and I can’t imagine why I am already losing sleep when the big day is almost an entire year away. Luckily for Brian, these wedding nightmares never involve anything remotely familiar to “Runaway Bride” but always consist of ridiculous snafus that I can’t get under control. Wrong cake, stolen cards, no food, bad music…the horrors!

Last night in REM sleep, I watched our wedding day unfold in front of me. The day (or the dream) began with me trying on several dresses just hours before we were to say “I do”. I finally had to settle on the only white dress I could find. Oddly, the dress I wound up wearing strongly resembled the dress I wore on my Communion day 15 or more years ago. I also was wearing white jelly ballet flats since I can never find heels that fit.  At least they weren’t the patent leather Mary Janes and lace socks that I rocked back at Saint William the Abbot on Communion Day.

Anyway, in my nightmare I also had to do my own makeup and it was not pretty. I can imagine this thought probably stemmed from the fact that I haven’t secured an actual make-up artist yet and I haven’t stopped thinking about it. Some people say it’s no big deal, but no one wants to see me do my own airbrushing that day, trust me.

Lastly, in the dream, our wedding day flew by and I barely recall even seeing Brian. I saw friends and family sitting uncomfortably at tables in a dozen different rooms and I never got to talk to them. How sad.

Hopefully the big day is everything we’re dreaming of and these nightmares of poor planning are nothing to worry about. If nothing else I’ll end up married to Brian at the end of the day on October 13, 2012 - so it’s a win no matter what.