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I Don’t Kiss on Command

2009 October 3
by WordNerd

As you may have noticed, the wedding posts have been slowly but surely disappearing. However, whenever I think about our wedding, there’s one moment in which I feel like we totally tripped up a stupid wedding tradition and made our guests laugh at the same time.  You know the clinking of glasses to get the happy couple to kiss?  I hate that. So much. I always feel embarrassed for the couple if I’m a guest, and as a bride to be I was wondering what we could to avoid this. IP and I don’t kiss on command, nor are we big into displays of affection in public (yes, even on our wedding day).

We discussed it prior to the wedding.  We formulated a plan and decided to go for it. On the day of the wedding, once we’d finished our dinners and were greeting guests table to table, the clinking started. I don’t know where it started, but the whole room was immediately demanding a kiss.  I looked at IP.  IP looked at me. “Should we just kiss?” he asked.

“No,” I said, offering up my fist.  IP then proffered his. We bumped fists to the sound of clinking, nodding at each other with small smiles on our faces, then turned back to the table we’d been greeting. The clinking faded out as the tables burst into laughter instead.

“What was that?” someone at the closest table asked.

IP shrugged and grinned.  “If it’s good enough for the President and the First Lady, it’s good enough for us.”

No more clinking occurred that night. :)

2 Responses leave one →
  1. October 3, 2009

    That’s fantastic!

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