A while ago I had a dream that myself and and a friend were in McDonalds. Nothing new there you may say.
Quite often I dream of McFlurries and cheeseburgers without gherkins and relish.
But that is by the by… (whatever that means).
Back to my dream. I dreamt that my friend and I were discussing the fact that my other half doesn’t want to marry me (sob).
She suggested that I surprise him. I should set up the whole day, arrange everything, and Mr Me would just turn up and marry me. Apparently.
I couldn’t decide where to set my wedding. Until I looked around. And decided that we should do it in McDonalds. PERFECT.
The staff were fantastic (in my dream) and the very next day, I managed to persuade Mr Me to meet me at McDonalds. On the way there, I lost my nerve and told him what was happening.
I was shocked to discover that he was keen. In fact his exact words were; “Lets get this over with then.” (in my dream).
So we went to McDonalds, and I got really upset because I realised that I wasn’t going to get a lovely wedding breakfast. I was going to get a McChicken Sandwich.
So I called the wedding off.
I woke up with mixed emotions. Ecstatic that Mr Me had finally agreed to marry me. Annoyed at myself that I had cancelled my own wedding.
Even if it was only in my dream.
Anyway, I found this article today…
Check it out. I’m not the only one that thought it was a good idea. (in my dream).