Joey and I had only been on a couple of dates, none of them alone- all with family, still. Poor guy. Seriously. I think the only alone time we had at this point was at the movies and I made him watch "He's Just Not That Into You". Possible omen?
Joey was going to a wedding with my big cousin. He had already asked someone to go with him before we started "dating/talking/whatevering." I wasn't really upset because I can understand that these things happen.
The day of the wedding, his wedding date cancelled or got called in to work or something. Joey called me last minute and told me to wear something pretty.
I immediately went into power shopping mode and bought a hot slinky black dress and it's still my favorite dress to this day. (I even wore it on the red carpet at my summer internship in France- it is ridiculous.) Then I bought some black flats to go with it because Joey is maybe half an inch taller than me and I don't like towering over guys (and I never tower over guys; I'm 5'6).
My cousin, his girlfriend at the time, Joey and I all carpool to the wedding. I was so excited to be going and the whole ceremony was gorgeous.
The reception was absolutely beautiful and great food. Not a real hoppin party, though. We had met up with two other couples about our age and we were the ones getting the party started. (This was a fairly young couple's wedding, but I guess they invited a bunch of older guests...)
It came time for the bouquet toss. My cousin's girlfriend, our friend who was in a serious relationship, and I went out to join the group of single ladies.
Now, since I found out what the bouquet toss means, I've never really been someone who wants to catch it. I'm not in any serious relationship and I don't want to mess with some of these crazy girl's heads that believe this stuff and will fight me for the bouquet. No thanks.
I stand in the back not really paying attention.
The bride tosses the bouquet.
IT LANDS ON THE GROUND IN FRONT OF ME
and I refuse to touch it.
The girl in the serious relationship makes a mad dash for it and practically jumps on it- she gets the bouquet.
She is now getting married this summer.
Congratulations to her.
I was not going to touch that bouquet EVER.
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