I had my first “wedding disaster” dream last night.

We were having the ceremony on some kind of ship, and the decorations weren’t done on time. Then it was raining and muddy (on a ship? hey, it’s a dream…).

My seamstress made the wrong dress, and I ended up wearing a black cocktail dress, and then when that ripped, a white sheet.

My sister applied bronzer to my arms and shoulders that made me look like I had small-pox.

My grandparents were late and I had to park their car while they got seats.

Ah, don’t you just love dreams!

The amazing thing is that I was pretty calm about it all. But I think I would like it if things go a bit better on the real day!