I dreamt that I was having a one month ceremony, and we were all getting ready. I saw my wife beforehand, and thought I shouldn't due to tradition, but that apparently didn't apply to the one month celebration. I couldn't find my tux, but then I remembered that I never ordered it. The minister couldn't remember his lines as we were exchanging the rings that we already had, and he kept mumbling, and I couldn't remember the ramble well enough to recite it back, so I just mad something up. Then we both left in an elevator that got on the highway.
It was pre-programmed to follow the road, but didn't take into account traffic that was stopped, just traffic lights. A truck stopped up ahead and the elevator just crashed into it. The guys weren't mad though and let us go since it wasn't our fault and their car was really a shopping cart.