The Georgia Wedding

Last night my husband and I needed to get to Florida, there was a 1,000.00 prize there waiting for us. I saw the plane tickets, they routed us to Texas and connected to Florida but somehow Florida ended up as Georgia. The thought of spending money to fly to Georgia to get a 1,000.00 prize never entered my mind but anyway... so the next thing you know we were at a little church in Georgia which was adjacent to a tented area filled with ugly vintage furnishings; oak chairs with ugly mustard yellow cushions, and the like. Not only was the furniture vintage but so weren't the people there. They were like something out of a 70's movie, or yet even todays movies which keep portraying these southern men as a patriotic Jackie Gleason with a southern drawl or an elder 50 year old washed up bible thumping southern bell with a frilly dress, and talk about nepotists. Everyone knew everyone. So my husband was told he had one minute to pick out a thousand dollars worth of this old looking furniture. So he did. I recall after a few moments someone shouting "you have five seconds left" and wondering if my husband could actually get 1,000.00 worth of crap out of this deal. All I could think of was how much it was going to cost us to ship this stuff back home. While we were strolling outside on the sidewalk afterward I expressed my concern and my husband said we could do it with about 60 bucks and somehow I believed it.
After this craziness we were given a room for the night and we were invited to a wedding which took place right there at the chapel, which was adjacent to the prize tent, which was adjacent to the room we were given. I asked where the bathroom was because of course I had to freshen up and get into something nice to wear, and someone pointed to the back of the chapel. I proceeded to walk up the isle by the people who were already sitting in the pews, dressed and chit chatting, waiting for the wedding. The good thing was that it was very laid back and I didn't feel very rushed. There was plenty of time. I ended up wearing a green shirt and a beautiful green wooden-bead necklace. There was another brown necklace that I noticed looked nice with my green necklace but it turns out the brown one was attached to another shirt. But I looked fine anyway.
So I emerged from the bathroom, walked back down through the chapel and down to the alcove where people were relaxing at tables and random food was being served at little food stations but not hor's deurves, other foods. Like deserts. My husband found some red velvet cake with a fluffy white cream frosting and next to it a bowl of some sort of strawberry dipping sauce that he died over, and normally he's not too much on sweets. Then I saw the couple who was to be married out of the corner of my eye, she wasn't a very big girl, she had dark straight hair. I don't know if I even saw the groom but I knew he was standing next to her.

That, pretty much, was the end of this dream. Sorry it's sortof like a cliffhanger. I expected to see the wedding at least, nevermind go home. Maybe they'll be a part II some day.