Get out of my dreams....and into my car!

I've always been a dreamer. I dream good things, bad things, and things that will happen. But there's been this semi -theme recently that makes no sense. I will attempt to attach sense to it through my psychological prowess. Maybe.

Dream #1:

There's a guy that "attends" our ward who is crazy. Legitimately "not all there." Anyone who speaks to this guy gets a real glimpse into the life of a person who is nuts. He's not at all attractive, and not in any way, shape, or form my type of man. In this dream, I had agreed to marry him. I remember not being totally in love with him, but sort of having this feeling like it wouldn't be the worst thing ever so I agreed to do it. I think I felt desperate. We were going to McDonalds or something, and I catch him cheating on me. I was stunned. I remember saying something along the lines of "I LOWERED my expectations to be with you, and you still cheated on me????" And then we broke up.

Dream # 2:

This was like 2 sub dreams, which confuzzled me. There was a short, dark haired man with a rather large nose that I was marrying. It was our wedding day. I remember that he wasn't a good person...not in the sense that he was killing people. But it felt like he struggled with testimony. I remember reminding him that he couldn't cuss at the wedding. I remember going around to see people, and feeling like throughout the day I had seen everyone except my new husband all day. I find him in the foyer of the banquet hall, making out with another woman.

Flash to another wedding day. TOTALLY different feeling. Outdoorsy type wedding. My new husband was making some sort of speech. He was short, had longer blondish hair, and a cute pointy nose. He looked like some California surfer type dude. I remember walking out in my dress, seeing him, and being so sure that he was my eternal companion. I remember this over whelming sense of love that I never could have imagined , but had frequently tried to before that day. He was saying something about his beautiful wife...ME! And I felt his love. For some reason, he was saying all of this while climbing up a rock climbing wall. And I remember that he said something about how our first date was April 14th or April 15th.

WHAT DO THESE THINGS MEAN?

I think I know. I'm preparing myself for marriage. I think God was trying to tell me to not settle, because anything less than what I want will not work out for me. This EXACT thing was articulated in my patriarchal blessing. He's trying to tell me that there is an eternal companion that is perfect for me, and when I meet him he will be worth waiting for. I've been getting antsy lately. But Heavenly Father is reassuring me that this love exists and is real. Perhaps I'll be presented with these 2 choices soon...being antsy, it might be easy to make a bad choice. But I'm grateful for dreams and personal revelations that prepare me for what's to come.

PS- If anyone knows any single, California surfer type dudes that wanna meet me at the temple, feel free to pass along my digits!