Brain Fail

This morning I had my second wedding-related nightmare. Have I mentioned that my actual wedding date is over a year away? Because it is.

It basically involved this weird mashup of places and people, both real and imaginary. I got to the place I was getting ready at, which was some weird, colonial-style farmhouse. What's more, the only way to get into or out of this house is by crawling through these tiny openings, which would be hard for even teany or redstapler to finagle, let alone me. But I did somehow. I ran around, my hair unwashed, my dress a mess, no idea where to find my shoes, what my vows were, and fucked if I remember what else I was looking for, but there was a lot of panicked running. I lost my ipod, then I couldn't find my bridal party. Just like my last wedding nightmare, I'd forgotten to put on makeup. This time I streaked some on badly at the last minute. Then, I crawled out the crazy door, and found myself in this supremely run down movie theater, a cross between a few in Brooklyn I remember (particularly the old Kingsway, for those who remember that place). And I couldn't find my wedding. Anywhere. I wandered into and out of movies with crowds and theaters that evoked Times Square of old, searching. I kept looking around for J, but there was no J. Everyone around me kept obsessing about my vows, but I wasn't, I knew exactly what to say to J, but I looked a fright and felt worse. As I was about to trip over my dress and plummet down a flight of wide stairs covered in a ratty, stained carpet, I woke up. What the hell, brain. What the hell. I don't even know where I get this shit sometimes.

And yesterday was great, too. I mean, it started off with no heat or hot water and several angry phone calls. But!
1. I found out I have the kind of friends who will offer a shower if desperately needed. (Thank you quodlibetic, reppep, and eatsdirt!)
2. I have the kind of sister who will drop everything and come and get me if I needed her. (Which is why the dream was so weird. She's at least one member of my bridal militia that I know would bungee-cord me to a chair and apply my makeup and fix my hair before letting me go out looking a fright for my own wedding).
3. The building got the water back on in 3 hours. Not bad.

I had time to shower before heading out to a friend's baby shower. Now, I've been to baby showers, but this was way better. Were it not for a few elements and baby-specific activities, this was like no baby shower I've ever been to. Among the things I really liked was that it was coed, there was beer, and there was an absence of the cutesy. Our incredible hostess made two pans of baked ziti, plus there was garlic bread, and cake, and lots of tasty snacks. But, it was just a good time surrounded by lots and lots of good people I don't see NEARLY ENOUGH OF. It was also the first baby shower where I didn't feel like booking it towards the door right at the buzzer. No one did. But then again, there were few enforced activities and no enforced seating (both good things). And baby-themed Win Lose or Draw was pretty damn fun. Plus, an idea I am totally stealing is a design-a-onesie corner, where sharpies were on offer and guests were encouraged to decorate plain white onesies with more personalized designs and messages. The results were amazing. If all baby showers were this awesome, I think more people would be excited to attend. It was an excellent day, and one I needed more than I realized.

And now I want something special for breakfast. Were lwoodbloo not off in Geneseo for the weekend I'd see if he were up to some Purple Yam or Cinco de Mayo. Not sure what I will do instead. I'm off to a good friend's bday later this evening, and then OFF FROM WORK FOR TWO DAYS. GLORY HALLELUJAH.

Brain Fail

This morning I had my second wedding-related nightmare. Have I mentioned that my actual wedding date is over a year away? Because it is.

It basically involved this weird mashup of places and people, both real and imaginary. I got to the place I was getting ready at, which was some weird, colonial-style farmhouse. What's more, the only way to get into or out of this house is by crawling through these tiny openings, which would be hard for even teany or redstapler to finagle, let alone me. But I did somehow. I ran around, my hair unwashed, my dress a mess, no idea where to find my shoes, what my vows were, and fucked if I remember what else I was looking for, but there was a lot of panicked running. I lost my ipod, then I couldn't find my bridal party. Just like my last wedding nightmare, I'd forgotten to put on makeup. This time I streaked some on badly at the last minute. Then, I crawled out the crazy door, and found myself in this supremely run down movie theater, a cross between a few in Brooklyn I remember (particularly the old Kingsway, for those who remember that place). And I couldn't find my wedding. Anywhere. I wandered into and out of movies with crowds and theaters that evoked Times Square of old, searching. I kept looking around for J, but there was no J. Everyone around me kept obsessing about my vows, but I wasn't, I knew exactly what to say to J, but I looked a fright and felt worse. As I was about to trip over my dress and plummet down a flight of wide stairs covered in a ratty, stained carpet, I woke up. What the hell, brain. What the hell. I don't even know where I get this shit sometimes.

And yesterday was great, too. I mean, it started off with no heat or hot water and several angry phone calls. But!
1. I found out I have the kind of friends who will offer a shower if desperately needed. (Thank you quodlibetic, reppep, and eatsdirt!)
2. I have the kind of sister who will drop everything and come and get me if I needed her. (Which is why the dream was so weird. She's at least one member of my bridal militia that I know would bungee-cord me to a chair and apply my makeup and fix my hair before letting me go out looking a fright for my own wedding).
3. The building got the water back on in 3 hours. Not bad.

I had time to shower before heading out to a friend's baby shower. Now, I've been to baby showers, but this was way better. Were it not for a few elements and baby-specific activities, this was like no baby shower I've ever been to. Among the things I really liked was that it was coed, there was beer, and there was an absence of the cutesy. Our incredible hostess made two pans of baked ziti, plus there was garlic bread, and cake, and lots of tasty snacks. But, it was just a good time surrounded by lots and lots of good people I don't see NEARLY ENOUGH OF. It was also the first baby shower where I didn't feel like booking it towards the door right at the buzzer. No one did. But then again, there were few enforced activities and no enforced seating (both good things). And baby-themed Win Lose or Draw was pretty damn fun. Plus, an idea I am totally stealing is a design-a-onesie corner, where sharpies were on offer and guests were encouraged to decorate plain white onesies with more personalized designs and messages. The results were amazing. If all baby showers were this awesome, I think more people would be excited to attend. It was an excellent day, and one I needed more than I realized.

And now I want something special for breakfast. Were lwoodbloo not off in Geneseo for the weekend I'd see if he were up to some Purple Yam or Cinco de Mayo. Not sure what I will do instead. I'm off to a good friend's bday later this evening, and then OFF FROM WORK FOR TWO DAYS. GLORY HALLELUJAH.