I love weddings. Last night Jim was on the dance floor, with a bunch of guys waiting to catch the garter. After, he said, "Wow, I was wondering why it was so easy to catch it."
He actually dived in front of people to catch it. We are both very seriously competitive, no matter what the occasion. So he had the garter on his head, and then they called up the girl who caught the bouquet. The confusion on his face was priceless!
The woman sat down, and Jim had to put the garter on her thigh. He was mortified, and always the gentleman, blushing and so embarrassed. He had no clue what was going to happen when he caught that garter. It was one of the highlights of the whole evening.
Pics are coming soon.