I think I dreamed of Joe

I dreamed I was getting re-married and Joe showed up. I think it was him. He looked thinner and taller in this dream, but it was supposed to be him. I was the only one acting really shocked to see him. I was frantic, didn't know if I should call the whole thing off or consider him just another guest. It was a horrible feeling. Oh, and for some reason there were gymnasts dancing around with those long ribbons, twirling and doing their floor routines to George Michael. I think that part came from a discussion on the widda board. But I wonder what the rest means, or if it's just a product of my late-night cheeseburger.