I had a dream that I was getting married. My future husband was Keith M. I haven't seen Keith in years and I've never dated him.
In my dream, I waited too long to start to get ready. I was running around all over the house (a house that was not mine or anyone I know) trying to get things together and finish getting ready. The whole time I kept thinking that I wasn't going to be ready in time. Ultimately, the wedding started about 20 minutes late.
My slip was too long. So my mom and I were looking for safety pins to pin it up. We were looking in desk drawers and on shelves.
After I finished doing my hair, I kept wanting to put my veil on, but Mom said I shouldn't put it on until AFTER the wedding. I found that strange, but agreed with her nonetheless.
There was an out-of-control kid running around with a chocolate ice cream cone, making a mess where ever he went. I remember having to watch my step so I didn't slip in the ice cream.
My bridesmaids kept asking me which order they were supposed to walk in. I remember Mykle and Terri, but I can't remember my third bridesmaid. But I didn't understand why they couldn't remember the order.
Another thing I remember is that I'd never even kissed this man that I was going to marry. In my dream, I KNEW that I didn't have a full relationship with Keith, but still I was excited by the idea of marrying him anyway.
When we got to the church, Mykle's mom came up to me and told me she had a surprise for me. I opened the bag and it was a strapless bra. It was then that I realized that the one I was wearing had straps that were wider than the spaghetti straps of my dress. So, the girls gathered around me and I changed bras right there in the vestibule of the church. I remember that the bra was pretty with one blue cup and one pink cup.
I don't remember anything after that...no walking down the aisle, no you may kiss the bride, no getting married.
