P,W.S Post Wedding Syndrome

I was going to post a synopsis of my wedding and all its ups and downs yesterday, but I got distracted with:

• Thank you notes
  
• Hubs ( I'll have a better psuedonym for him someday) indulging my fantasy of a tomato garden, by letting me go to our favorite plant place price all the materials out.
• Helping Hubs make an amazing chicken dinner, and cake to go with it. Then cleaning the whole mess up with little help from hubs...
  
• Earth hour turning into a five hour induction into the wonderful game of liers dice by candlelight.

So now I'm ready to post about the wedding... or am I? I have this weird thing that I cant really describe. Talking about the wedding makes me sad. This day this ONE DAY, that actually the whole wedding + reception look a whopping 3.5 hours, ( 6.5 hours if you count pictures and getting ready) makes me sorta sad. I spent most of my free time of eleven months working on thinking about that one day. I stopped playing W.O.W, moved into my in-laws house, got thousands of dollars in contributions from family members that I will probably never pay back. In the end I still had to become a social hermit ( and stop going to Magic) just to make this day work.

And now that its over I'm sad. I feel that maybe if I don't give a final synopsis while its fresh, that I wont complain about the bad parts. In all honesty the parts that were bad, were fairly minimal. I dont think I'm ready to talk about the wedding as something that WAS.

Maybe later this week. I'll write it down on paper, read it to myself a couple of times.. and then post it here.

Here's a Teaser: My favorite pic that I have seen so far :)