Yesterday morning I had a weird dream. In the dream I came up to a white house, if you’ve ever seen “Father of the Bride” it looked kind of like his house only it was a little bigger and the porch was more pronounced it was the in the same style at least. In the dream I knew that Arielle and I had just been married and this was the house we were going to be living in together. I went up to the door and knocked on it, she answered and told me that she wasn’t quite ready yet (if you knew her that would be funny), so I had to wait on the porch while she made herself and the house ready. As I waited on the porch, I for some reason had the train of her wedding dress, and I spread it out on the steps along with some while flowers. After a little while she returned, saying she was ready, and we preceded inside. The inside of the house had kind of an antique feel and there was almost haze or warm glow. I expected us to be alone in the house, so I was very surprised to find several young children running about, in the dream it was explained to me that these weren’t our children but another mother and father’s. At first I was a little upset, but after a little while I got over it. It came time for dinner, so we all gathered around the table, the kids and their parents were there. But for some reason we didn’t have anything to eat. I ventured off into the kitchen to see what was taking so long or to find something for everyone to eat.
At this point the dream changed to me being a cook in the Navy. This dream is a little less clear, for the most part all I can remember is being in a helicopter, looking out over the ocean holding a big deep fried swordfish. Maybe I had found the swordfish in the kitchen before I left for the Navy or something cause it seemed familiar to me. I remember hoping that it would be enough and hoping that everyone would like it, so I assume the helicopter was carrying me back to the house.