Update on the fiance visa: things are still sloowwww as molases. However, I did get a letter from the National Visa Center about 2 weeks ago saying that Kieran should be hearing from the Embassy very soon about the interview and medical screening process. Woot! Not so exciting for him, as he has to get poked and prodded for a hefty price. Brits aren't used to shelling out big bucks for medical check-ups! Hope he's all up-to-date on his shots :-)
I can't wait til the big day! However, the planning process of this whole thing has been quite an ordeal. Seriously contemplated eloping many times. The anxiety involved with planning such an event has seeped into my dreams! Over the past few months I have had bizzare recurring dreams related to weddings. Here's a few descriptions of my favorites:
"I CAN'T GET MARRIED, MY HAIR ISN'T DONE!":
I go to the hair dresser and my hair looks perfect. Then 10 minutes before the ceremony my hair has completely fallen flat and come undone due to heat, rain, snow, or wind (I've dreamt about all 4 scenarios) So I put the brakes on the ceremony til I can find someone to fix my hair. In the end I have to accept the help of hair amateurs (bridesmaids, wedding guests, my mother, whoever I can find) and I walk down the aisle with horrendous-looking hair
LATE TO MY OWN WEDDING:
I'm 1, 2, or even 6 hours late to my own wedding. Car broke down, wedding dress got dirty, hair is messed up, or I forgot. I call my maid of honor to see if Kieran's still there and I ask, "is he crying?? Tell him I'm sorry and I'll be there soon"
FORGOT TO HIRE THE OFFICIANT:
The wedding march is playing and I start walking down the aisle, only to discover there is no officiant waiting for me at the front of the room. I run back down the aisle embarassed and frantically try to find someone else to fill in.
Then last night, I had a new one that entertained me. In this dream I was actually a bridesmaid at a wedding for an old friend from middle school with whom I've lost contact. Another bridesmaid in the wedding party is a girl I used to work with in high school and I've lost touch with her over the years, too. Our hair was exquisite BUT our dresses were paper hospital gowns like the ones at the doctor's office. We walked around in hospital gowns and flip flops, with our asses hanging out for all to see.
I want my brain back!!!
In more positive news, I'm going to England in 2 WEEKS to visit for Christmas and New Years. Can't wait! I'll post pics and an update when I return :)
Sweet dreams! Haha
