Most of my strange dreams leave me uneasy or unhappy when I wake up.  Last night I had a strange dream and today I am just bemused. 

Naturally, I don't remember how it all got started but the dream really solidified as I was walking in from the side door of the sanctuary to get married (not down the aisle).  It was at my home church with the old carpet from when I was a kid.  The groom was wearing a tuxedo but that's all I could pick up and we started chatting companionably as we walked to the center.  Suddenly, I remembered that I hadn't been at the rehearsal, hadn't actually planned the wedding myself, and had no idea what I was supposed to be doing or what was going to happen.  Luckily, the groom had been at the rehearsal and told me to do whatever he did.  Good thing he knew what was going on because whoever planned this wedding was going all out and was not overly interested in any traditions I am aware of. 

We knelt on the prayer bench which was sideways, facing neither the congregation nor the altar.  Next, a choir filed in and sat down.  By now I was realizing that my dress was a couple of things.  1. At least 6 sizes too big and 2. Totally 80s.  It had massive, poofy lamb chop sleeves that were so heavy I was struggling to keep them from falling off my shoulders, leaving me a little more exposed than I wanted to be.  Additionally, since I did not know what my dress looked like, I had not worn undergarments appropriate for a dress as open-backed as this one was.  Meanwhile, someone whipped up some tortillas full of bananas, maple syrup, and maybe some nuts.  Yes, I've never heard of that, either, and hadn't in the dream.  But the groom and I were supposed to eat those.  He finally stood up, leaned against the piano and munched away but I was struggling with my sleeves and couldn't stand up so I stayed where I was.  Apparently, everyone got tired of waiting for me to finish because they just moved on to the next part of the ceremony--a term which I am using quite loosely. 

The choir began their number and suddenly it was like a musical!  People in white dresses and choir robes were singing and dancing all around me!  It was marvelous!  I grinned around my banana tortilla.  The audience seemed to like it, too, and I was really impressed with whoever the wedding planner was, absurd dress notwithstanding.  Next, a group of girls from my dormitory in college came down the aisle in pink and blue dresses singing a song I knew in the dream but not now that I'm awake.  I finally finished my banana tortilla and when my friends got to the front, the show was over and we all chatted for awhile.  After that, things got really hectic and I was rushing in and out of the church and a convenience store looking for someone.  Every time I went into the convenience store, everyone would shout, "Look!  She's in a wedding dress!" and I would get embarrassed that I was in a convenience store on my wedding day.  And that was it. 

Any Josephs in the audience?