Life continues past the months of June, July, and August and so must the counselors of Day Camp.


Huh. That's Interesting.

What do I do? I come to you with a burden. I caught my fourth garter in a row at a wedding with some tall friends, but this time the guys in front of me were at least as tall as Gator. The odds keep getting worse, but I still keep catching it. There is, however, no love in my life. Is this some destiny joke, always a garter, never a groom???


Blogger Frodo said...

Spiff, you are the first person to ever make me thankful that I have never caught a garter...enjoy a life of celibacy.

5:47 AM

Blogger Jonathan said...

you go to a lot of weddings. and why are you takeing it off her leg? I didn't know other guys get to touch the girls leg, Just a little future tip, no ONE is touching Kristins leg!

p.s I love Saturdays!

2:41 PM

Blogger Spiffer said...

I had to put the garter on the bouquet-catchers' leg. Supposedly, the farther up I put it, the better their marriage will be. Embarassing.

10:21 AM

Blogger Frodo said...

Well, for their sake, I hope you went waaay up there. For them...only

11:19 AM

Blogger Chilly said...

WHat kind of wedding is this???

Has anyone else heard of this spiff tradition, or did he make it up when he saw that hottie who caught the bouquet?

11:53 AM

Blogger Tuesday said...

ya, Spiff looks pretty stoked if you ask me.

12:34 PM

Blogger Christopher said...

Can anyone remember whose garter I caught? Dosn't seem to be working!

3:23 PM

Blogger Bruin said...

I've never heard of such a tradtition, but maybe I don't go to enough weddings. Maybe you should have asked her out Spiff. It looks like you're already trying to steal second before you've come up to bat. Sorry for the bad baseball analogy, I'm still thinking about the poor Dodgers out of the series.

1:58 PM


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