The One Where I Ruin A Wedding And Eat Cookies


This Saturday my sister is getting married.  It’s hard to believe how fast the months have gone by!  It feels like it was a couple weeks ago that her now-fiancé sent me a text asking about what kind of rings she liked.

A few months ago (actually shortly before she got engaged) I had the weirdest, most pathetic dream. It was one of those dreams that is so vivid you almost wake up distressed, because the dream felt so real. 

It was a dream about my sister’s wedding, and when I told it to her later we were both cracking up laughing.  I had tears in my eyes, because it was just so ridiculous and funny.  So I thought it would be great for a little comic relief on here.  I hope it gives you at least a chuckle on this Monday morning!


My sister was getting married. I, of course, was the Maid of Honor, and I wanted to make her day as perfect as possible.

Her colors were turquoise blue and orange (it was a really pretty combination), and they were getting married in a castle. Tables of delicious food were everywhere, and there were hundreds of people in attendance.

The ceremony was getting ready to start. The guests were seated, and groomsmen were lined up, and the man of my sister’s dreams (who actually was her now-fiance, even in my dream) was waiting at the altar.

I had these little blue earrings that I had got for all the bridesmaids, because they matched Rachel’s colors. For some reason I had left them in the sanctuary, so I went in there to get them. I also needed to get the boutonnieres for the guys, because everything had to be perfect.

Some of this is going to get a little fuzzy. My aunt was involved in the wedding planning in some way, and she had this “master book” with every detail for the wedding in it. Well, for some reason, someone in the sanctuary had the master book, and they gave it to me!

And then I dropped it and a lot of stuff fell out of it.

Everyone gasped. I grabbed up all the papers, stuffed them back into the book, and panicked. In that dream-moment, all that mattered to me was that I get those earrings to the bridesmaids. So I grabbed up as many of them as I could (there were a ridiculous amount of bridesmaids), and I ran out of the ceremony room, through the halls of the castle to where I knew my sister was getting dressed.

It was horrible, because I wasn’t even there to help her get dressed, and I wasn’t even ready myself yet. When I got there, all the bridesmaids and female relatives were lining up in the hall, getting ready to walk to the ceremony. The bridesmaids were wearing these pretty orange dresses, and I knew the earrings would look perfect with them.

When I saw they were lining up, I called out for them to wait. My sister was just stepping out of the room in her white dress, and she looked like a vision. My mom asked why, and I said that I had these earrings for the bridesmaids (even though they were all already wearing matching earrings that were not my earrings, but apparently that didn’t matter because I thought my earrings were special), and I needed to get the boutonnieres for the guys.  And then I said that I didn’t have the master book, and that I dropped some stuff out of it and left it in the ceremony room.

At the news of the master book, everyone freaked out.

Bridesmaids scattered, my mom and aunt took off for the ceremony room, and I went running through the halls trying to help. I’m not sure what I did with the earrings at this point, but I didn’t have them anymore.

It was a mess. As we reached the ceremony room, we realized that all the guests were getting impatient for things to start.  All of a sudden they all got up to leave en mass.

I panicked at this point. These people had to stay for my sister’s wedding!

My mom and aunt went back to tell Rachel that everyone was leaving. My sister, not one to take things sitting down, got this stubborn look on her face and went back into the room.  If you know my sister, you know this look.  She’s a fighter, I tell you, and I knew she was going to do something. I’m not sure what she decided to do though, because I didn’t see her for the rest of the dream.

I just knew that I couldn’t let this happen. I couldn’t let my sister’s wedding be ruined all because of me losing the master book! So I ran through the halls toward the entrance (this castle was seriously like a maze), because I needed to fix it.

As I was tripping through the halls I lost my balance, grabbed a corner of a table cloth, and cookies and cakes went flying everywhere.  I ended up on the floor, with guests gawking at me and cookies in crumbs all around me.  At that point I just laid flat on my back and started sobbing, because I had ruined Rachel’s wedding (this is where it gets really pathetic).

My mom and aunt came up and saw me, but I was still on the floor just crying. Then I grabbed one of the cookies that had fallen and I ate it (I’m really not a depressed eater in real life, honest).

I gathered myself up and continued running through the halls, trying to figure out how to fix things, and bawling my eyes out. I saw a picture of my sister and her husband-to-be on the wall, and that made me cry more.

I finally made it to the foyer, and saw a bunch of kids headed for the doors.  For some reason all the parents had left without their kids, and the kids had realized their parents were gone and started to leave too.

But then my dad, called out for everyone to stop! All the kids turned around to listen to my dad.

Then the band started to play, and my dad got everyone doing a dance that everyone apparently knew.  Except for me – I tried to do it, but I looked ridiculous.  (My dad is really not the type to get everyone doing a synchronized dance, so when I told my sister this part later we were laughing so hard.)

Even Wyatt was doing the dance in his ducky pajamas (which, you know, is such appropriate attire for a wedding).

Then Derek came in and woke me up.


Considering the direction my dream was turning, I suspect that everyone would have returned, the ceremony would have gone on, and the reception could have been a ton of fun.

That’s how I’m ending my dream in my head, anyway.  Because when I have disturbing dreams I always come up with a happy ending for them after I wake up.

You know, I’ve had other dreams about my sister’s wedding. I dreamed once that I got lost in the huge church where she was getting married, and they got married without me, and they asked the groom’s sister stand in for me instead. And I sat down and cried my eyes out, because I had missed Rachel’s wedding.

I must have a deep, sub-conscious fear that I will (1) miss my sister’s wedding, or (2) totally ruin my sister’s wedding.

Regardless, my dreams of her wedding always end with me crying.

Or maybe it’s just a reflection of real life, because I know when she gets married on Saturday, it’ll probably all end with me going home and crying. You know I’ll be happy for her, but . . . I don’t know, I just know I’ll want to cry.

I just hope the part about me being clumsy, and ruining the wedding, and laying on the floor bawling isn’t a reflection of real life!

I guess we’ll see on Saturday.

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Lauren said...

haha! I was cracking up through this whole thing! how do dreams get so crazy?!?

Krystle said...


well, i'm sure it will be an amazing day for you and her! :)

katie said...

What a dream!! I was laughing so hard... crazy too how sometimes we remember so much of them.

I hope you have a wonderful week preparing for the wedding and I hope you have a wonderful time AT the wedding too!

Ashley said...

Ha! :D That Was funny! But I know how it is to have those kindof dreams, they are kindof scary when you are having them, but are hilarious once you wake up! I've had dreams about my OWN wedding (even after my wedding in real life, which went perfectly), where everything went wrong. I'm sure Saturday will be awesome though, so happy and excited for your sister!! Can't wait to see the pictures from the wedding!

Veronica and Daniel said...

Wow! You remember a lot about your dreams! Or maybe just this one :) I can wait to hear how everything goes...and I love the title of this post. It makes me want to watch an episode of FRIENDS! (did you watch that show? or is it just a coincidence?)

Melanie said...

What a dream!! I'd say you probably do have a fear of missing her wedding or ruining it..but that wont happen!!!! Dreams are a crazy thing aren't they?!

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