My younger sister just got married in an absolutely beautiful wedding to her high school sweetheart. I loved every minute of celebrating her marriage, except for the whole feeling nauseous part – damn pregnancy symptoms.
My sister is getting married in August to the boy next door (literally). The engaged couple has been together forever and I am so happy that they are finally able to be living in the same city and planning out a future together.
Being the Maid of Honor, I hate the word Matron, I get to plan the bridal shower. Planning is usually my forte – see blog name, but planning from 12 hours away and only arriving a day in advance isn’t easy.