I was at a wedding last weekend and I caught the bouquet. Actually, the bride's mother and I caught the bouquet but she couldn't take it back home with her so she told me to take it. There was the usual speculation that it was my turn to get married because I managed to catch it. I just laughed. I have caught many bouquets in my time but have managed to escape matrimony on all of those occasions. Sometimes I think that I should just avoid the bouquet toss.

However, part of me gets secret joy in bucking the tradition and proving people wrong...