Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Nightmare or reality?

We show up for the wedding . . . late.  Inside the lobby of the theater, mobs of people were shoving all of the decorations and the dresser that was to hold the guest book out of the way to set up more tables for them to sit.  My big, beautiful, antique dresser had shrunk to the size of a bedside table and someone had placed their flowered hat on it.  I guess they felt that since the guest book that I had spent hours and hours creating was never shipped and didn't arrive in time, that the dresser needed a little pop of color.

Inside the theater, royal trumpeters were playing  'da da DAA' to announce the start of the cocktail hour.  Waiters were trounced upon and cocktail weenies were flying and being snarfed up by the crowd.  There was a scuffle over the last piece of cheese.  The crowd then smelled the dinner food and began pushing and shoving towards the buffet line.  Children were crying and running wild.

On the stage, a 20 piece 50's big band was playing amid the piles of boxes of centerpieces that weren't yet on the tables.  The string quintet that we actually hired were more concerned about their own dinners than being upstaged by the band.

A group of men decided that the wedding programs were not suitable so they took it upon themselves to improve them.  They were busy cutting and folding them into different shapes and sizes.  When I was chastising them mightily, a woman came up to me and told me to leave them alone.  They were making beautiful art and it was keeping them away from the beer.  We almost came to blows.

The photographer never showed up.  The flowers never showed up.  The minister never showed up.

But there were guests.  Lots and lots of guests.  In jeans and hooded sweatshirts.

And me.  In my silver lame' pleated dress.  With a bolero jacket that I just could not keep down over my boobs. 

As my daughter, fiance and I were trudging through a football stadium tunnel, we tried to think of how we could actually have the marriage ceremony.  

Then I woke up.  At 5:45 am.  

Please tell me dreams are not fore-tellers of the future.


Forty-five more days.  I am not stressed, I am not stressed, I am not stressed.

Okay, maybe just a little bit.






15 comments:

Trisha said...

Aren't dreams such funny things!? I don't think they foretell the future at all-just that you are a little stressed and anxious. I remember all the CRAZY dreams I had and not one of them came true! I just know that this will be one beautiful wedding and I can not wait to see pictures! Sweet dreams from now on!!

~Trisha

My Blessed Serendipity Life said...

It's going to be ok Connie. I am sure that everything will be beautiful and nothing like that disaster nightmare.

Danielle

Colleen - the AmAzINg Mrs. B said...

Whew..you went through a LOT last night! But the good news is that you have ALREADY gone though all that, so the wedding will now go off without a hitch! See, you are so organized you had the wedding crisis in advance! Yay you!

Debra @ Common Ground said...

Ohmygosh, I'm laughing my socks off. It's just a dream, Connie, but don't expect it to be picture perfect, there's always something...
At my older daughter's wedding we ran out of food and the wedding party didn't get to eat. They were delayed because of photos, (didn't do that the 2nd. time) and just a bunch of hungry (putting it nicely) attendees that don't know the difference between hors dourves and a chow line. eck... thank goodness the minister DID show up! You'll be fine, xoxo Debra

Petite Michelle Louise said...

soooooo funny! you really had me going there! i will pray that the real event is NOTHING like your nightmare!!

Craftymoose Crafts said...

I really needed this visit to your blog...thanks for cheering me up! We are still drying out & throwing out!

paula said...

Oh what a relief to read that that was just a dream!!!! Breathe girl, everything is going to be just fine! I do believe tho, the more I worry about something, the better it turns out~ crazy huh?
hugs,
paula:)

koralee said...

You made me smile today...thank goodness it was just a dream. xoxox

Suz said...

You scared me for a minute there, Connie!!!
Glad it was a dream (nightmare?)
Hugs,
Suz

Lee said...

that was funny! I hope things go well for all of you!

red.neck chic said...

I'm laughing so hard... my eyes were getting bigger and bigger and my OH NO's were getting louder and louder!!!

It's just a dream, it's just a dream... you are not stressed...

;-D robelyn
(I'm sending you ALL of my wedding wishes for smooth sailing right now!)

Cindy said...

I remember when my daughter got married. It was an outdoor wedding. I was so STRESSED! But if I had to do over, I would not worry about the small stuff, try not control everything out of my control. I would have taken more pictures of the preparations. If something is forgotten or messed up..it will be funny after it is over... It will turn out just beautiful! so RELAX! and enjoy the journey!

Susanne said...

Too funny! I love to take apart dreams to figure out where the parts came from. As long as you can still laugh about it you're going to be fine. The mom and daughter necklaces are so sweet. Enjoy!
Susanne.

Lynn Stevens said...

Not to worry Connie, It was only a nighmare!!!
A scary one at that.
hugs Lynn

Lynn@ The Vintage Nest said...

OMG Connie, I can so relate. I am not sleeping well at all and having weird dreams. I definitely need to take a vacation when this whole thing is over. Can't wait to hear all about yours (when it's over) xoxo