31 year old gal. Lives in Boulder, CO. Eats non-dairy powdered coffee creamer for fun. Surrounds herself with dogs, horses, friends, and one hot boy. (this is a temporary blogger template - stay tuned for major changes)
I had another strange wedding dream last night. It was the day of my wedding. It was unclear who my groom was. I arrive at this place that we had booked for the ceremony. Since we had seen the place and booked it, it had basically turned to hell. The room was converted into a schoolroom or something. The tile was falling off the ceiling and there were used chalkboard on every wall. I remember asking my mom to go to Target or somewhere to buy curtains to cover up the chalkboards for the ceremony and looking at my watch to see if we had enough time to do it. She told me not to worry about it and go find my wedding dress (I was unprepared and hadn't even purchased my dress yet).
I go into the lounge of the place where I was to be married and there were a bunch of girls trying on dresses.. I remember this one woman who was wearing a white dress with lavender accents that was just beautiful. A girl tosses me a dress to try on.. its strapless and looks like an 80s dress that Madonna wore in her "Like a Virgin" video. It looked odd on me and didn't fit right. Conveniently, there was a really high end department store next door (like Saks Fifth). I walk into the store and remembered seeing that gal Candace Cameron from Full House walk in behind me.. there was a handsome guy she was next to. My sister and best friend are with me, dressed pretty modestly for being in a department store like this.. we ask an employee where we would find the dresses and they usher us into an administrative office to wait for someone to help us. When the wedding dress attendant comes in, he asks us when we need the dress by. I say this evening and he says, "Oh girl, we can't get a dress to you in that amount of time.. go to this place instead.." And the dream ends.
I have no clue what this means. Well, I'll be visiting my sister in Los Angeles from the 16th through the 19th. I hope I can sort out some of my feelings through that brief reprive.
Onto the continuing saga of my insect bites. I have this body scrub from Origins made out of oils and salt.. I use it about once a week to keep my skin soft and from drying out. Key word here folks is salt.... add that to scratched up skin and you get searing pain. But it actually felt kind of good.. pain is cleansing.