I have heard many a traumatic story about brides who suffer from Post Wedding Planning Stress Disorder.  Symptoms of this disorder includes reading wedding magazines long after the wedding is over, trying to plan other people's weddings, and attempting to turn everything into a DIY project.  This all stems from the loss that is felt when there is no longer a wedding to plan.

Honestly, I thought I was clear of this disease.  Don't get me wrong, I loved planning my wedding.  Sure, I wish I had more time and more money, but I really loved planning the wedding and seeing it all put together.  But when it was over, I was SO GLAD that it was over.  And I never wanted to plan another wedding again.  So, as you can see, I thought I was one of the lucky ones.  I had managed to avoid PWPSD.  That is, until this morning. 

This morning I went to the grocery store.  As I was standing in the checkout line with my arms full of rice pudding, cereal, milk, and crackers, I saw it.  It was a brand new issue of my favorite Canadian wedding magazine.  One of the best things about being engaged was buying wedding magazines.  Prior to being engaged, I made myself a promise that I was not allowed to buy a wedding magazine until I was engaged.  I didn't want to go insane planning a wedding before a wedding was even in the works!  But, one of the first things that Hubby bought me once we were engaged (other than the ring, of course), was a wedding magazine!  Since then, I have selected a couple favorite magazines, and I have bought every new issue.  But now I'm married.  I can't buy a new wedding magazine.  Or can I?

Believe me, it was hard to walk away from that magazine.  I wanted it so bad.  But, I'm not planning a wedding anymore.  And I don't want to plan a wedding anymore.  And, I don't want to want to plan a wedding again!  Maybe I can convince my sister to get engaged.  Then I can start to buy wedding magazines again.

So apparently I am exhibiting some PWPSD symptoms.  Unfortunately, I know about the disorder, but not the remedy.  Hopefully it will just go away on its own.

So, apparently I suck at keeping up more than one blog (okay: I suck keeping up JUST one blog).

Today is the first of the series entitled Meet my… In this series of blogs, I’ll be introducing the world to the people involved in the wedding. I’ll be adding these introductions to the wedding website (www.bestdarnwedding.com).

My maid of honour (MOH) is the person I’ve shared pretty much everything with. We have shared a couple of houses, we share parents, we share clothes (sometimes not willingly), we’ve shared laughter, and we’ve certainly had our fair share of fights. Out of everyone in the entire world, a sister will be with you for your entire life, because she has to be. This is why I have chosen her to be my Maid of Honour, although it was a tough decision to not make her my flower girl. Maybe she’ll still get to toss some petals.

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