Last night, I had the third of my wedding related dreams, all were bad and all focused on the wedding flowers. In the first dream, it was my wedding day and my bouquet was made out of lillies and orchids, neither of which I want in my bouquet. After the ceremony, the flowers were all dead, so I decided to go to this community garden and pick flowers to make a new bouquet. The only problem was there were so many bees on those flowers and they kept stinging me.
The second dream I had took place the morning before the wedding. We had flowers but couldn't find any vases to put the flowers in. I was searching through someone's attic trying to find something to put the flowers in but couldn't find anything. I just remember being really stressed and thinking we weren't going to be able to have any centerpieces.
In the dream last night, I was getting ready for the wedding and was already in my dress when I realized we didn't have any flowers and had never booked a florist. At first, I wasn't upset because I thought we could just make the bouquets ourselves from the flowers we had cut for the centerpieces. Then I remembered, that we had forgotten to cut the flowers and were now missing all our wedding flowers. Luckily, we happened to be in a building lobby that had a florist and my bridesmaid Donna knew him. She asked him to make all the bouquets but he made them all with white roses. I hated them and refused to use them. After that, I realized that we never booked a band for our reception. Thankfully, the ever helpful florist knew the number for the band I wanted to book. I called them right away and they were able to play that night! All they needed was a credit card to secure them. I asked my mom for one and she handed me a Verizon rebate credit card but the first three digits of the card number were electronically displayed and keep changing, so I couldn't give them a credit card number. I thought maybe the musicians for our ceremony could play for the reception as well but then I didn't think my mom had booked them either and I could no longer find her to ask. Finally, Donna suggested I go get a pedicure and manicure to calm down, but I was already in my dress. She said she would hold it up for me so it didn't get ruined. Luckily, I woke up before we went to the salon.
I think the dreams all stem from the trouble we've had booking a florist. The first one never called back and then we found an awesome florist who could do all we wanted for a great price but then they went out of business. I keep asking my mom to find a new one, as well as book the ceremony and reception music, but she hasn't done it yet. I called her this morning to tell her the latest dream, hoping it would hurry her along. She promises to have it worked out next week. The weird thing is I don't think I'm worried about the flowers but I can't stop dreaming about them!