...one should never try to retell their dreams to anyone, because they NEVER end up making any sense, but this one was just so weird that I had to recount it. I was at my wedding. My entire family was there. Big white dress. Church in the country. But here is the catch. I had no idea if the groom was coming because apparently I just asked him to come as I was getting ready for the wedding. I remember pacing around the outside of the church peeking in the windows to see if he, or any male for that matter had come prepared to marry me. Then there was the panic that the man I wanted to marry wasn't coming, and I was going to be stuck marrying someone else that I didn't really want to marry. So I was then torn between having to tell my entire family that I wasn't getting married because the man I didn't want to marry was coming and the man that I wanted to marry wasn't coming, and there was a lot of pre-marital panic and confusion going on. So there I was still pacing outside the church, trying to make the decision. Marry the man at the alter (who I didn't really want to marry, but was trying to convince myself that it would work out fine and we would learn to love each other) or call off the wedding and look like a total tool because I had planned this wedding without really giving it much thought....like actually having a groom that I wanted to marry there. Then someone told me that the man I wanted to marry was sitting in a car because he wanted to marry me, so he was coming, and we were going to get married. And that was the end of that dream. Everything appeared to work out. And now, I am looking WAY too much into this crazy dream...because I am crazy.