Wedding Dress Nightmare

Considering I'm not all that stressed about the wedding, I was pretty
surprised to have a mini-nightmare about it.  I'm working on this
Bible Camp (prayers please!) and am more stressed about that than the
wedding.

But this nightmare seems like it was a merging of the two.  Last
night, I dreamed that I was trying on my dress again, just to make
sure it still fit right.

I tried it on, and looked in the front and everything was great. I
looked behind me at the train only to discover that someone had
altered it and instead of the beautiful white fabric with beads and
sequins, it was multi-colored in the pattern of, well...a bandana.
Youknow that sort of semi-pasley pattern with swirls.  That was my
dress. Different colors, as if strips of bandana were sown together.

I guess it wasn't so bad, but I remember being really really
distraught about it, and couldn't figure out who did this to my dress
and I couldn't get a hold of the dress maker to have her fix it.  I
remember hopping on a bus, wandering aimless for help. I found a
church, sat down to pray and ate french fries.

Weird.

We'll see what turns up tonight!

NB

Join group to reply 8/4/07

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...

That's sad, but...

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...

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MB

Join group to reply 8/15/07

It wasn't me!! ;)

HAHAHHA!!!  Awww!!  That's so sad. I guess you eat french fries in
times of distress. ahhahaha...