I had a nightmare....
I dreamt I was getting married to partner dude - not that, that is nightmare.
Naturally, we had planned a wonderfully simple, elegant Quaker affair with lots of quiet (yes, quiet).
I dreamt, heaven help us, that my family, unable to fathom the idea of a silent wedding had taken it upon themselves to surprise me with, brace yourself, a WORSHIP BAND.
So it was tweedle-de, tweedle dum, pluck guitar, strike the drum, praise the Lawd etc. etc. etc.
And, of course, I was furious and asked them to stop. But I was told by the matriarchs that this is what happens at weddings and I should put up with it because what did it matter. I was so livid I grabbed my partner dude and left my wedding in a huff.
Analyse that :S