Wedding fiasco

I was in the basement of my church in Ottumwa right before the wedding and I couldn't find my dad anywhere. Finally someone told me that he had gone to do play by play for the SIU basketball game for Illinois and wouldn't be here. Suddenly he showed up though, and we decided we should start.

We headed to the Marriott and entered this strange open air lobby with lots of windows where a pre-wedding cocktail hour was going on. Our DJ was trying to give people instructions about what to do and where to go, but the mics weren't loud enough and they were very staticy. Somehow we managed to usher people into a ballroom where the ceremony was supposed to take place. The ballroom was divided in half by a really ugly curtain serving as a make shift divider, where the other half of the room was apparently to be used for the reception.

We got everyone seated and I realized that we had forgotten to do a rehearsal of the ceremony, so I was the only one who knew what was going on. I told Matt to head up to the front with his groomsmen. He looked very nervous but did as I instructed. Then my dad started trying to walk me down the aisle, and I informed him that it wasn't time yet because the bridesmaids needed to go first. He walked halfway down the aisle and yelled "Hold on everyone, we need to figure a few things out back here." And so we all had a pow wow in the back, I informed him what was happening, and we started over.

We got to the front of the ballroom and I realized that we had no minister to perform the ceremony so we had to do it ourselves. Matt and I muttered a few things about love and being married, and then Matt told everyone to go eat. We all walked around the curtain and Matt looked at me and asked "Are we even really married after that?" I had no idea so we decided to just start dancing to the DJ's quiet, staticy music for the rest of the night.

Disney world

I was planning a golf outing in Ottumwa for my friends and family, and the night before I realized that I had forgotten to order a lawn chair and a 5 iron. I knew it was too late to get either from the golf course, so I called my friend Brent and asked if he had any. He said that he would deliver both of them in the morning as long as he got to golf for free and I had to golf using only the 5 iron (which was right handed). I agreed, hung up the phone, and immediately started crying to Matt because I was so scared to golf with the 5 iron. Matt convinced me that I should probably skip the golf outing because it would be safer for me.

The next morning, I was just waking up and my friend Mike called and told me that Disney World had built a new second story facility about the Magic Kingdom and he wanted me to go with him to a meeting there. I was really excited and told Matt about it, and he informed me that his department was having a staff retreat there that day, but that I shouldn't talk to him because he would be very busy. Mike and I got to the new Disney World and it was basically a Disney themed flea market...just various booths of vendors selling Disney products everywhere. Then someone told me that if I went upstairs there was a really nice beach. Mike and I walked over there and I found a conference room underneath the stairs. Inside I found Matt and all of his co-workers.

I found my friend John who told me he wanted to play a game with me. He said he was going to flip a coin, and as soon as the coin hit the ground, I had to ask him 100 questions in a row as fast as I could without laughing. I launched into a stream of "How are you? What are you doing? Where did you learn this game? What Disney rides are you going to ride? What color shoes are you wearing?"...you get the idea. Meanwhile John was making funny faces at me and dancing around like a monkey. I eventually started laughing and he told me I lost the game and couldn't talk to him anymore.

I walked over to Matt who was sitting in a corner by himself with his laptop. He looked up and told me I could only talk to him if I had a bottle of shampoo in my backpack for him. I reached in the backpack and realized that I had accidentally brought a bottle of moisturizer instead of shampoo. Matt said that wasn't an acceptable substitute and that I needed to leave.

Then I noticed that my friend Katie, whose husband works with Matt, was also in the room watching Disney movies on DVD in the corner. I asked her if she wanted to go downstairs and ride Splash Mountain with me and she said she would, but she needed to find a portable DVD player to take with us so we could watch Disney movies while we walked around. This idea really upset me so I ran into the bathroom and locked myself in the stall to try and think of a way to ditch Katie and go to Splash Mountain by myself...but then I woke up.

Chasing...everything

This is less entertaining than many of my posts, but I am having recurring dreams about my cats getting out and me having to chase them down the street. This has happened in real life a couple of times, but happens in my dreams at least twice a month.

Two nights ago, I dreamed that I left my door open and both cats got out. Autumn was smart enough to realize that it's freezing outside so she stayed in the garage, but Louie took off and was several blocks away before I realized it. So I started chasing him down the icy streets with no coat and no gloves. I chased him to the park across the street and he stopped, looked at me, snickered evilly, and ran back to my house. That punk.

Then last night, I had a dream that I got in an argument with my mom in my house that we lived in growing up, so she ran out the door and ran up the street and I had to go chasing after her too! I couldn't find her and then someone informed me she was trying to catch the bus to go to the triathlon and that if I didn't find her she was going to live in New York. I finally found her several blocks up the street wearing an afro wig and convinced her to get in my car.

Apparently I'm worried about losing something and having to chase after it...