The Horror, The Horror!

You know how it goes.... you innocently lie down to go to sleep after a long day of working and wedding planning, looking forward to retreating into the peaceful world of sleep for the few hours you have away from vendor emails and big decisions, only to be terrifyingly awakened by it. There's no avoiding......

THE WEDDING NIGHTMARE
(dun dun DUNNNN!)

Maybe it's because we've been engaged for almost a year, and the wedding — now less than 8 months away — truly seems "real" now. It's no longer all about looking through glossy magazines for pretty pictures of my dream wedding and leisurely choosing vendors; it is "down to business" time. And by getting "down to business" I mean "getting as much done as possible to just barely dangle on the edge of sanity so I am not quite as insane as I am likely to be in the last few months leading up to the wedding."

Along with the real-ness of the looming wedding have come these pestering little frightful dreams about the big day. The nightmares never have anything to do with my future happiness with Mr. Cupcake, which is great news, but they do annoyingly have to do with a lot of the details that I have become fairly invested in over the last year. A few noteworthy 'mares:

• About five minutes before the guests are to be seated in the ballroom for our reception, our event coordinator takes us in to see the room set up..... and I find that the linens are not teal as I specifically requested, but FOREST GREEN. The Horror!
• I wake up the morning of the wedding realizing that I shouldn't have put off so many details because I find myself without a dress, no flowers, and no food for my guests. Everyone awkwardly tells me what a nice wedding it is even though I am disheveled and there is nothing to eat. The Horror!
• Instead of taking a honeymoon, Mr. Cupcake and I find ourselves going to work the Monday after the wedding. When I walk into work, no one says a word about the wedding or even bothers to acknowledge that it happened, which tells me that everyone had a horrible time and it was the most boring wedding ever. The Horror!

In relaying my recent nightmares to one of my coworkers, she informed me that before her wedding she constantly had the same recurring nightmare — instead of flowers, she was always walking down the aisle holding her purse! Each and every time, she felt embarrassed and wondered why on earth she had to carry her stupid purse. (Since she told me this story a week ago I still giggle profusely every time I picture this scene.)

I know I'm not the only one out there with the wedding terrors.... what wedding nightmares have you had??