Post # 1
ok.. maybe it’s my nerves…
I’ve had some funny and odd dreams about our wedding day..
is it just me?!
had a dream we got water balloons thrown at us for our grand exit & we were dying of laughter ~ lol, yyyyyyeah right!!
Post # 3
oh, and I didn’t mean to post this in the “bridesmaids”
I’m still getting used to this thing..
Post # 4
I had a dream that I was walking down the aisle and Darling Husband had his back to me the whole time. I get to the front and see that it is actually DH’s brother and Darling Husband isn’t there. He whispers to me to just “go with it” and Darling Husband will be there for the “important part”. I just went along with it and right before the vows Darling Husband just sort of slipped in and somehow no one in the church noticed?
Post # 5
i had a dream/nightmare that right before the ceremony i had to potty and i ranto the bathroom and i was trying to life my dress but there was no end to the fabric and i was panicking to fin the bottom of my dress!
Post # 6
@SarahSmilesDec28: ha!! strange indeed
@babebabe06: omgsh.. how about peeing on yourself! lol, I had a dream that there was SO MUCH frkn never ending material I couldn’t sit on the toilet, and my Maid/Matron of Honor and I were laughing.. yes, odd!
Post # 7
@kahn-dees: Good question!!!! I forgot about all time until just now..
I had an extremely relaxed wedding planning year:) BUT of course a week or two before wedding: nerves took over.
I had constant dreams of the dress being pink…not fitting…the wedding-dress lady forgetting to order my dress….my best friend wearing my same dress to my wedding!…..BEING AT my wedding and not having ANY makeup on as I walked down the aisle….AHHH horrible!
Post # 8
I love this!! I kept having a dream that my dress would change colors every time I looked down…kind of like one of those awful “Hypercolor” teeshirts from back in the early 90’s!!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!
In another dream, I accidentally walked down the aisle before all the bridesmaids, then had to turn around and do it again. In my dream, I’d also forgotton my bouquet. Someone handed it to me the second time down the aisle, and it was made of straw…that promptly caught on fire!!! When I got to the alter, I tossed the flaming bouquet at a young man in the front pew of the church and tried to pretend nothing had happened!
I seriously think I need to stop eating Spaghetti-O’s so close to bedtime.
Post # 9
I had one that we were having the wedding on a floating Island type thing and When Me and Fi were making our grand entrance the “island” started floating away but it was too late and I fell into the water and everyone was laughing at me and I was crying.
Then the venue people were snotty B*tchy mean girls who said it was my fault and that I didnt pay them on time so it didnt matter how my day went. and they cut into my cake before the reception because they were hungry…
Post # 10
Ive had multiple wedding nightmares. the last one, i hadnt gotten my dress or shoes in time and it was the day before the wedding. I went to the bridal store and couldnt find anything to wear.
Post # 11
I haven’t had anything too crazy, but I get them quite often. I have a reoccuring dream that It’s my wedding day and I don’t have the bouquets. Or I’ve been ready to walk down the aisle and realize my hair and make up arent done. Just little things like that. Things that I’d obviously realize before getting to the church!
Post # 12
I’ve had several! I used to be a member of the marching band at my college, and I had a dream that my dress was ruined, so I had to wear the big white skirt with the overlay of our band uniforms. That was certainly interesting…
Other wedding-mares have included one where our photographer would only take pictures of the wedding party and my FH refused to wear a tux (opting instead for jeans and a t-shirt) and one where I arrived at our ceremony to find that it had been switched from our short, sweet non-denominational Christian ceremony to a full-blown Catholic mass. That last one is best put in context if you know that my entire family is extremely Catholic, and it was quite the battle to make them finally ok with our choice of ceremony (nothing against Catholics, of course, I’ve just decided it’s not really for me). The subconscious is a funny thing, I tell ya. 🙂