they're back
Oct. 11th, 2006 01:30 pmAnd we have the return of the wedding dreams.
Two nights ago, I dreamt my mom and my brother and I were in France. We took a train out to the countryside, and found a little clothing boutique. My mom wanted to find a dress for my wedding. She found this white corset-type thing with a handkerchief skirt that she insisted would be perfect to wear over top of the dress she had previously been intending to wear. I was highly doubtful.
Last night, I dreamt we went on a cruise for our honeymoon (which we did consider). Chuckro and I got separated in the line, and I ended up being the very last person on board. The first activity was breakfast, and you had to walk through the dining room to the kitchen to pick it up. I walked past Chuckro, who had already sat down with a big plate of waffles with blueberries. But when I got there, they were putting the breakfast things away and I couldn't have any waffles. I was rather pissed at Chuckro for not staying with me or saving me food or anything. Later, we stopped at a little town on an island. There were a bunch of cute shops, and a "museum", which consisted of a beach bum guy with a tank that used to be full of snakes. Note "used to". They apparently had escaped. I was somewhat disturbed.
Two nights ago, I dreamt my mom and my brother and I were in France. We took a train out to the countryside, and found a little clothing boutique. My mom wanted to find a dress for my wedding. She found this white corset-type thing with a handkerchief skirt that she insisted would be perfect to wear over top of the dress she had previously been intending to wear. I was highly doubtful.
Last night, I dreamt we went on a cruise for our honeymoon (which we did consider). Chuckro and I got separated in the line, and I ended up being the very last person on board. The first activity was breakfast, and you had to walk through the dining room to the kitchen to pick it up. I walked past Chuckro, who had already sat down with a big plate of waffles with blueberries. But when I got there, they were putting the breakfast things away and I couldn't have any waffles. I was rather pissed at Chuckro for not staying with me or saving me food or anything. Later, we stopped at a little town on an island. There were a bunch of cute shops, and a "museum", which consisted of a beach bum guy with a tank that used to be full of snakes. Note "used to". They apparently had escaped. I was somewhat disturbed.