A couple weeks ago, Megan talked about wedding nightmares. Many of you probably know what I'm talking about. I've had a recurring dream where I just cannot get to the altar, or the church, or even in my wedding dress for that matter. No, I'm not having anxiety or fear about getting married, but I am terribly afraid of something going wrong and causing me to be late for my own wedding. This is where the dreams come from, I'm sure.
It happened again last night... It's 3pm and I have no makeup on and my hair isn't fixed. Half of my bridesmaids are missing. The wedding is at 5pm. Four o'clock comes and no progress has been made. All of our guests are starting to show up to the church, but I'm nowhere near ready.
Nightmare, I tell you.
Speaking of wedding, I was supposed to have my bridal portraits today... Outside.
Since that's not happening, they've been rescheduled for next week. I'm so thankful my makeup artist, hair stylist, photographer, and venue were so flexible and willing to change the date.
But, rainy days aside, we had a pretty one yesterday. Brandon and I went to the beach and soaked in a little salt and sunshine into our veins.
We went to a hockey game on Saturday night with dear friends and had the best time.
Hope you all had happy weekends. Here's a little motivation for your Monday morning.