~Nightmares~

They have officially started...

Friday night/Saturday morning, I had a dream that when I got to the altar on my wedding day, Brian was standing there, alone, with no Bestman, and no GM's. (He hasn't asked any yet...). He was wearing a pair of khaki pants, a white t-shirt and an unbuttoned orange and blue flannel-type shirt. (His favorite outfit.) He had a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, and he was cracking wise-a** comments (like always). The priest refused to marry us and asked him to please leave the church. My grandmother, in the backgroud, is screaming, 'No! No!!!! You have to get married in a Catholic church, otherwise God won't recognize it!!!'. I realize that I am in St. Aidan's, not in Our Lady of Peace, I tell my self it is a dream, and I wake up at 2.44am with sweat dripping down my face. I looked good in my dream though?
Only 313 days left to go.

Got anything on your mind you need to discuss? You have 10 months to go! Its too early for nightmares! But seriously, when is he going to ask his GM? I haven't had any nightmares in months -- I had one before we decided where we were getting married but none since.

I have alot on my mind!!!! Momo...

Poor puppy How is he?

They said that he still might not make it.
This past month has been H E L L. Was I that bad of a child? (Sorry I bit you, and broke your SLINKY...)

You poor thing

You probably bit me out of love for your sister, its okay! I don't even remember it! You were not that bad of a child. Look on the bright side, it can only get better from here!