So my mother had a dream last night....

.... and here it is, as she told it to me.
All was well the day of the wedding. When she arrived at the bridal suite, I was all ready, while Stacey and Sharrie were walking around in slips. Apparently in her dream she doesn't think she's going in the limo, so she took her own car and went to the church, but I was hidden from her. When the doors at the back of the church opened, there I was standing next to my father, and over my beautiful dress and veil Mom said I was wearing a stained discolored frayed raggedy knitted poncho that looked like it came from an attic as well as a blue overlay jacket, like you would wear over a bathing suit. Down the aisle I went, like nothing was wrong. Said my vows, back up the aisle and out the door. She finally got to me and asked why on earth I would wear such an outfit, and I looked at her and said "Stacey told me to wear it." Awesome. Might possibly be the funniest thing I heard all day, and I knew I had to share.