cake, stolen twigs, and a 3 million dollar house

so i have decided to incorporate my dreams into my blog. they are incredibly strange, and i always want to tell people my dreams, but it is hard to bring into conversation without being a kook. so here it is, my first dream post. do enjoy.

i was late to my sisters wedding, which was being held at the state fair. all the bridesmaids were wearing gauzy pink gowns, but all i had on was something with red and white stripes, which my mother assures me is fine. the wedding finishes, and i am asked to cut the cake. it is a small chocolate cake, and looks very delicious. only the bridesmaids get cake. lucky for me, i am a bridesmaid, so i eat my cake, and enjoy it much. my sister yells at the woman who delivered the cake, but i don't know why- i apologize to the cake lady and assure her my sister is just pregnant, and its the hormones making her crazy. sister and i proceed to collect the leftover flowers from the wedding once it is over, and we see some interesting twig-like plants growing out of pots, so i cut them down and add them to our collection of leftover flowers. they belonged to an old couple selling flowers, and i am flooded with guilt, but not enough to pay them for the damage i have done. we run for it, and end up at a bank where sister has an appointment with a bank lady, even though it is 8 o'clock at night. we are getting checking accounts, and i want the kids one, because you get free tickets to the zoo when you sign up for it, but the bank lady tells me i really should take the adult kind, because then the bank will give me a loan to build a house, only if it is a small house, but they will give me up to $3 million dollars. i explain that a $3 million dollar house does not sound small. we are shuffled off to a bathroom to complete word puzzles on green paper. there are dogs all over, and some cats too. jessica simpson walks past, and i am petting her little dog, and she tells me not to loose him. i promise her i wont. i cant figure out how to finish my word puzzles, and the bank lady is getting angry at me. maybe i should have taken the kids checking account...

there, that wasn't too kooky...right?

image from here.