Somebody's getting married

He was getting married. I was there. They were holding the event at a property my family owned. We kept gravitating towards each other, being in the same place, talking with our heads close together, and his family would come trooping through, or the bride to be (some faceless, bumpy creature) would come in and I’d have to move away. It was a prolonged dance. I believe, in the end, that they ended up getting married despite my urgings to the contrary.

The Big Easy

NOLA gave me the weirdest dreams.

One night, I dreamed that we were all in the quarter (all the women in the bridal party) and we had been hitting bars all night. CC was in her wedding gown, and it was getting crowded, so we were looking for another way to get to a bar all the way down the street. Some guy that worked in the bar showed us the back way, a long, white hallway with wooden floors. We traveled down the hall until we came to a huge open space with golden wood floors and high ceilings. They were doing construction on this, so there was saw dust everywhere and they were using saws and such, but they said we could come through. We went toward the door, and as we went back out into the quarter, I carried CC over the threshold.

The others have escaped me for a moment, but I did have a really interesting dream last night. It seemed to go on forever. Johnny Depp, in full pirate gear