So, after 5yrs and 2 kids (clearly, this was in the future and wow, I can calculate amazingly well while asleep), Ian and I decided to renew our vows. Nothing says "I love you and still want to love you until death do we part" like having the ceremony at someplace I can only describe as a day-use rececreational lake area. The sort of place you post up on a bank, bait up your line, cast out and then sleep until a fish stupid/hungry enough comes along. Classy. So our families were all there. And there was some sort of "wedding party", because I remember from my approach to the site on a fishing boat (no joke, my mind is awesome) that there were a LOT of big, foofy red dresses. Black, white and red was the color scheme.
And did I mention that I was wearing red as well? A tight, form fitting, short red dress that would never look as good on me as it did in my dream, not even after a year of P90x. But I looked hot. Somehow in all this, the Kardashian sisters were there and were trying to sass up my look. Shockingly, my stellar dream recall in this area is very low, but I do know those tramps were trying to make me look awful. At some point, I got smart and booted them because I managed to make less of a mockery of myself and show up in my red dress and some green suede heels. I know this because while in the fishing boat, I looked down and saw that I had settled on the heels and was monumentally pleased with myself. (Head shaking, looking down in dismay...)
In an act of mercy, my mind woke me up but I have plenty of memories remaining. I now fear my mind. It's going to be a long winter...
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