Sweet dreams are made of this

I can tell that I've accepted that the challenge of school is over for now. How do I know? Because I was sufficiently not worried about school, I had my first wedding-gone-wrong dream last night. These dreams happen to me whenever I am about to have a big change, or start something new. This time it was that the bridesmaids all showed up in the wrong fabric, but at least they were all the same, and I was able to shrug it off in dream-world. (Ladies, it was forest green velvet. This isn't a premonition, is it?) Seemingly a lesser problem, I dreamt that I was an hour late for my hair appointment. Strangely, this upset me more than the bridesmaid fabric mix-up. Don't ask me to explain, I just live here.

A teacher at school made our unity candle and tapers for us, and they are just gorgeous. She put one of the invitations on the front and added some white fabric flowers and clear glitter. I can't describe them properly, but they look beautiful.