The weird wedding-related dreams have begun.
The Big Day is in 47 days! I can hardly believe it. It feels like not long ago that we were at Sundance Resort for my birthday, the day that John proposed.
(Look how tiny Cholula was!)
I’ve had a lot of fun during the wedding planning process. John and I worked together to create a new setting for my engagement ring. The original ring, his grandmother’s, was too big, but too fragile to size down. We used the diamonds, and I just love the ring that I wear now- a beautiful mix of vintage and new.
We sent out fun “Save the Date” cards. I shopped for my wedding dress and shoes. We sampled wedding cake. I’ve watched “Bridesmaids” many times (texting my Matron of Honor each time). I had a lovely champagne lunch with my mom before my dress fitting. John found an incredible suit to wear. One by one, things have gotten crossed off the list. And it’s been so much fun.
That is not to say that it hasn’t been stressful.
As deadlines approach for various to-do items, we’ve had our moments. I say “we” but basically, am talking about my own stress level which spills onto John, the poor guy. As organized as I try to be, there are a lot of details to keep in place!
I’m feeling good about our planning progress today. But apparently, somewhere in my subconscious, the anxiety remains. Because it’s coming out in my dreams.
Weird Wedding Dream #1: We were getting married on a stage at a theater (??) and my dressing room was an actual dressing room. For some reason, a cobbler was making my wedding shoes and when they were revealed to me, an hour before the ceremony, they were MOON BOOTS. Like the boots members of the band KISS wore, but white and bedazzled. This NATURALLY sent me into a frenzy, and my wedding coordinator and I frantically called every female friend I have to borrow shoes. In the dream, I was requesting “silver or gold platform heels.” Hmmmm.
Weird Wedding Dream #2: This one happened last night. It was the day after our wedding. Despite my reminders and suggestions and more reminders, John had assured me that he had the honeymoon under control. On this day, he let me know that he had nothing “officially” planned but we could “play it by ear.” (Side: I hate playing it by ear.) I also had this odd feeling that my wedding ring was the wrong one. During the course of the dream, it grew more and more WRONG. First, it was an odd shape. The next time I looked at it, it had a big yellow stone in it. Then, when I held it up to the light, a very clear McDonald’s logo could be seen in the stone. You know, the GOLDEN ARCHES. I kept saying, “This isn’t the right ring.” Then, I saw that it was a fake gold metal. It was a costume ring of some kind. I was yelling, “IT’S GOLD! IT’S GOLD!” and then I woke up.
Go ahead, laugh. It’s funny! But in my dreams, it’s anything BUT funny. Even after I wake up, I have an anxious feeling in my belly for awhile, wondering what loose ends I’m forgetting about. There’s still a lot to wrap up. There’s also a lot of FUN to be had, starting with a trip to Carmel, California this weekend with my Matron of Honor.
I’m sure there will be more odd dreams to share over the next 47 days… I wonder what the next one will be!
(Incidentally, I’ll wear those KISS moon boots and proudly show off a Happy Meal ring… as long as I get to be Mrs. John.)