Sorry it has been so long since you have seen an update from me, but things have been a bit crazy, as you will soon read!
So the other night in order to get everything done (finalize some album design, finish coding a website, and debugging another) I decided to pull a late night. I guess that late night bled into an early morning in which I wrapped up work at about 5AM and headed home. So I got home and ready to climb into my nice warm bed that was calling my name and realized that my loudly-coughing-sick father, thinking that I wasn’t coming home, was sleeping in my bed in an effort to not keep my mother awake. That meant that I got bumped to the cold couch with an afghan. Hey, at 5:30AM in the morning, a place to sleep is a place to sleep! Needless to say I was a bit worked up by the time I actually got to sleep.
In a matter of seconds I was out cold and off to dreamland or should I say nightmare land. Now I know that most guys probably never have a wedding nightmare because they are far removed from the wedding planning, but much to my fiancee’s frustration, I am not that guy. This dream was everything that could be wrong was wrong! So here we go! The wedding was being held in some random church, not Our Lady of Fatima, that was setup amphitheater style. Dreadfully plain and drab! All of our guests were people that we had definitely decided NOT to invite and none of the invited people were there, even our parents! Anna’s bridal party was made up of friends of mine from high school, both who were not very pleased with me getting married. My groomsmen were a hodge podge group as well. My best man and one of my groomsmen were not there at all, so two random guys I didn’t know where standing in for them. The other two where there but only one of them was in the proper attire. The other was wearing a black sports coat with khaki pants with patches all over them!
So now comes the mass/wedding ceremony! Readings normal, responsorial psalm definitely was a song from The Sound of Music! I was furious!! I was also mad at Anna for wanting to sway back and forth to the song! Then after the wedding vows we preceded to do an old-style-Cajun promenade to “It’s a Small World After All”! This again made me soooo mad! But I remember in the dream saying to myself…”The wedding is in shambles…but the reception is coming!” Well turns out that was a flop as well!
The reception, planned to be at a’ la carte , was actually being held in the same Church were the wedding had been held. And of course instead of the oh so delicious spread of food we have planned, we had a vegetable tray and some tuna sandwiches with a few 2 liters of Coke™. Of course I spent the entire reception speaking to people that I didn’t like and didn’t invite to our wedding! It was then I said to myself…”Well at least you have the honeymoon to look forward to!” It was then that I realized people were leaving and the reception was winding down. I then noticed that my new blushing bride was in an SUV with the rest of her bridal party and were heading out to go clubbing! That pretty much took the cake and I was distraught. I then looked to my groomsmen and discovered they were in this beat-up pickup truck and where leaving to go hunting, very odd for this couple of guys as well. So I was alone…so alone. Well I returned to the church to find it empty except for the janitors from my office in the Oil Center.
So all in in all it was a pretty horrific wedding! I then woke up to one of my groomsmen, also my business partner Jamie Orillion, calling to talk about work. Instead I just had to relay the story of the wedding nightmare! I then the combination of sleepiness and Taco Bell for dinner did me dirty! Then I reminded myself that everything was going to be ok!
- Daniel
P.S. I promise we will have more than a vegetable tray and we will definitely not have tuna sandwiches at our reception!