I slept at the wrong end of my bed and had weird dreams again =p
It’s more than 8 hours since the dream so I certainly can’t recall much of it. But bits I do remember involve me getting married very unprepared. Dear and I were standing in front of the altar dressed in our usual clothes (and not the suit and gown stuff) – then we were like, “Oops!” and ran off to change.
It’s not the first time that I dreamed about my own wedding (oops, does it say a lot about what I often think about? =p) This time round it is funnier and more light-hearted than the ones I used to have.
One of the earliest “wedding dreams” that I can remember also involve myself getting married unprepared – I was dressed alright, but the church sanctuary was not prepared for the wedding and things and people were all over the place. My groom was unprepared for the wedding and he disappeared shortly into the dream. I remembered that I was crying in my dreams to a group of sisters. He reappeared when I was sitting on the first row of the church benches and looked at me meaningfully. Dream ended.
Another one I had not too long ago had only myself in the dream. I was running all over the place looking for my groom. My dress was very simple and there were people commenting on what I was wearing. I smiled and laughed it off and continued to try to find my groom in the hotel. Can’t remember how the dream ended but I remembered that it was pretty cold when I woke up.
On another occasion I also dreamed that I was heading off for somebody’s wedding and it turned out that dear was getting married – to someone else. And then I was very sad when I woke up =(
I think my dreams are pretty intriguing.
And no, dear, please don’t read too much into this =p Any questions please refer to hotline 9xxxx252. 
