I'm driving K to V's wedding and I'm wearing a really strange dress. It is empire-waisted, but very short, pale blue with weird side-slits and long sleeves. I've never seen a dress like it in my life, but I'm wearing it to V's wedding and feeling self-conscious. In all, V gets married twice in my dream. There is lots of food set out and I eat some of everything. The first wedding is a regular wedding, but the second is some kind of communion wedding. Is there communion at a Catholic wedding? I have no idea.

All I know is, I woke up very glad that I wore what I did to V's real wedding.

I'm sorry my blog has become such a dream journal lately. But I have to write this down somewhere! =)