Dreamer

And it begins... I've been having dreams, or nightmares rather, about my wedding day becoming a disaster.  Really, the whole reason I created a blog was because of a dream I had a long time ago (my dress wasn't altered, my hair was in a messy bun, and Eric cut the cake without me)- I thought, "whoa, I need to write about all the things going on to get this out of my head".  Maybe because I've been slacking on my blog (I blame tennis, working out, and being busy with wedding activities), my body has resorted to dreaming as a way to get my thoughts out.  However, I'd rather not have these awful dreams anymore- can't they be good dreams where everything goes smoothly and we live happily ever after?  Nope.  Of course I'm fretting about the things that COULD go wrong, so that's what I'm dreaming about. 

This time, my dad wouldn't walk me down the aisle, and he showed up in his usual plaid button-down shirt with jeans and boots.  He's been joking with me about doing this.  Then, at the alter, Eric was not ready for me to start walking, and he ran off to put his suit on because he was still in a tee shirt and shorts.  And he hadn't cut his hair (it's getting REALLY long now).  Then, the party bus had a flat so they showed up with some truck thing (that I completely dreamed up, because I swear, this thing was way too crazy to have in real life) in which the bed was converted into some weird seating thing with glass panels and an open top. 

Haha, well 37 days to go... and then my mind can rest for a while.  Kudos to all brides who planned their entire weddings, it is a lot of work!  There are so many factors and minor details that all go into the planning process and pull everything together.  I wouldn't mind doing it again though- it has been fun!  And no, I don't mean planning another wedding for MYSELF... I'm considering becoming a wedding planner on the side because I enjoy it so much!