Mar 27, 2006 09:36
It's our wedding day. The church is this old worn stone with moss and vines creeping all over the place, and no actual doors to the outsides, just open archways. Quite pretty and celtic, actually. The church is full and Dave and I are standing at the front waiting for the pastor to appear. We realize we forgot to get Dave's ring, but fortunately, a friend of mine turns up with a ring that fits his pinky finger (anyone seen the first wedding scene from Four Weddings and a Funeral?). A married couple--friends of mine Adam and Erin--are standing up there with us, and for some reason, we're holding Boca Burgers (vegetarian burgers). I accidentally drop mine, but Adam catches it and starts juggling the patties. He loses his rhythym and drops them. Another processional of people comes into the church and Dave and I sit down because we've been standing for a long time. Then we're married and everyone goes their separate ways to get to the reception. Somewhere along the way I run into Mel, whom I forgot to give an invitation to. But she smiles sweetly and says, "That's okay, Kia, I've been really busy lately." And she tells me where I can find Bucky (as if I'm looking for him) so I go and find him moping in a cabin (that he's camping in at the wedding site). I ask him what's wrong, and he's like "how can you not know?" I tell him that wedding went well, but he's like, "You made Adam drop his Boca Burgers. You made him look bad." And I'm like, "I didn't mean to!"
I don't remember much else, but I have this distinct impression like I actually married Bucky and Dave at the same time. I'm a polygamist in my dreams, apparently.
Then I woke up very groggy and very disoriented when my alarm started screeching.