Always a bridesmaid

Julie catches bouquets. Professionally. I spoke to her last night, and she informed me that at a recent wedding in Miami, she caught the bouquet. This brings the grand total to 7. Apparently, a caught bouquet is really not a good indicator of upcoming nuptials for the catcher.

I was with Julie when she caught her first bouquet. It was Mrs. F's wedding. I was the maid of honor and Julie was a bridesmaid. At the reception, the throwing of the bouquet was announced. Julie immediately jumped up, while the rest of us had to be (threatened) coaxed. Finally, the rest of us grudgingly lined up.

Mrs. F threw the bouquet. I ducked. Marina stepped to the side. Dirty Holly was nowhere near it and didn't seem particularly concerned. A Heather stepped back. Julie lunged for it. And fell. In the middle of a circle that everyone around her had abandoned so as not to catch the bouquet. It was caught on video.

"So did you lunge for this one?" I asked last night.

"No, it just fell on me." Then I heard the Hot Irish Boyfriend in the background insisting otherwise.

"Uh huh," I said.