Wedding on the brain

I had a dream last night about my wedding.  It was not very good.  I had a great time and I was overly greatful that everyone was there, but somehow my mom chose my wedding party.  None of my friends or family were in it.  It was some random girls who I used to speak to on occasion, but only because their parents were frineds with mine.  Then, I completely forgot to look at Kurt's face when he saw my dress for the first time; I was too busy looking at everyone else in the chapel.  The reception room was SUPER small and then when Kurt and I were dancing our first dance, I asked him if he liked my dress and he said yes....BUT he didn't like the jewels on my hip or the bottom part or the train.  That upset me a lot.  I am glad that I woke up then because it could have only gotten worse.  I don't really think that things are going to go that badly, although I am sure Freud would say something different.  I think it was just because Kurt and I actually discussed things about the wedding.  Anyways, it was weird.