My cousin posted pictures of her wedding today. I was one of her bridesmaids and knew…KNEW…for months that the bouquet would be mine. We even practiced her tossing it. Okay, that’s a lie. We mainly joked about it.
But yes. I totally caught that bouquet. People said it was a scary sight. But Addison caught the garter too (he claims he was framed).
Here’s a pick of me right before the big catch. For those of you who are blind…I’m the desperate looking chick in the front. Okay, I’ll admit. I can be a little intense. But for the aunt who told me I looked like a football player…c’mon? Really? That’s harsh.
The best part? They made me put the garter on Addison instead of the other way around. Kinda wacky, I’ll admit. But I must say, he looked perdy adorable holding that bouquet while I slipped the garter on him.
So fate that we’re getting engaged soon? Most definitely. Now, I know the Simon G. Jewelry Ring doesn’t have to be THE RING, so if we lose, I won’t be too devastated (only a little). But all the signs are piecing together. Right? Right???
A girl can only dream. Especially at 2 a.m. when she should be studying for her communication law exam in the morning.
Small things. Big dreams. 