I am normally a very light sleeper. I hardly ever reach that REM state of sleep where I dream. (Not a good thing probably)
But last night I was medicated. So I slept deeply. And dreamingly. Good thing about the dream...I was apparently getting married. Bad thing about the dream...I was a klutz even in my dreamy state.
I never actually saw the guy I was gonna marry (don't you just hate that?) I was getting ready for my wedding (which was going to be a double ceremony where my brother was getting married too.)
Thing was that just before I put my snowy WHITE dress on I ate tacos. Tacos, one of the MESSIEST foods known to man. I go to put the dress on only to realize that I still had taco juice on my fingers, and I got it all over my dress.
I don't really believe in omens and all that, but I can promise you this, there will be nary a taco in sight on the day that I get married.
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Thats what you think. As the official maid of honor, I will have a bid RED jar of SALSA on hand!!!!! Just kidding!!!
Love ya, Crystal
That is too funny! Can you imagine eating tacos right before you walk down the ailse anyway? : ) I was so nervous before I couldn't eat anything!!
My husband was in a wedding a couple of years before we got married and we have pictures of all the wedding party, bride included, eating tacos from Taco Bell right before the wedding. Weird, isn't it? (They had taken pictures beforehand and didn't do the whole "don't see the bride before the wedding" thing.)
Great blog!!!! You posted on my blog a few weeks ago and I just wanted to say hello..Great stories as well
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