Volumes of Love: CATCH!

Traditions in weddings are often disputed. Sure, some traditions can seem out of date or a little cheesy, but I didn’t really care. I wanted to keep most of them because they were fun and made for some excellent pictures.

Case in point? The bouquet and garter tosses. Some people want to ditch them because they think people are uncomfortable with the tradition, but I love them. Our wedding featured them, and the hilarity that ensued did not disappoint.

First, the DJ called Mr. Library to the floor to remove my garter. The problem was, I only caught on to this fact about two minutes before when I realized that I didn’t actually have my tossing garter on. I had my own garter on, but the one meant for tossing was in the day-of bag. Oops. I got Miss Sox and Bridesmaid Al’s attention, and they helped me through it on just in time.

I kindly tried to sneak Mr. Library some hand gestures to show him discretely which leg it was on, but we failed in the secretive communication department.

It was then my turn to toss my bouquet. I have always loved the photos that come out of an event like this, so I made sure I gave a good toss.

The funny thing about that is… well… the toss wasn’t exactly “good.” Sure, it got where it was going, but I released a little too high up in the arc, the bouquet hit the ballroom ceiling (according to Mom Library), and promptly fell to the floor with a thud. My friends then looked at each other going, “Do you want it? No? Well I don’t want to pick it up… Come on, just take it… Anyone? Crickets?” Even though Miss Sox was clearly the next to get married, Friend A sucked it up and picked up the bouquet. Way to take one for the team, A!

Mr. Library then had his turn at tossing. As you will notice, the guys didn’t back away quite as fast. They waited until the last possible second and left Mr. Sox in the lurch!

Their faces all seem to suggest the same message: ”Hahaha sucker!”

Being a good sport, Mr. Sox made the best of an awkward situation with Friend A (don’t you wish you picked it up now, Mrs. Sox?). A pointed to the spot on her leg where it would be acceptable to place the garter, and once there, Mr. Sox made a run for it.