About the amphibians
The Gaydi Project: Honey, you really dated a lot of frogs. But for all your trouble, I gotta say, you ended up marrying the greatest guy out there.
Me: Yeah. I dated a lot of frogs alright.
TGP: Well, actually, that’s not true. You dated a number of really neat guys, too. Guys that I liked.
Me: Yeah. When you stop to think about it, that is true. There were a couple of good ones mixed in there. But I think the point is—and you reminded me of this when we were shopping for a wedding dress, remember?—that I had no business wearing white at my wedding.
TGP: I know I said that but I had no business wearing white, either. And who the hell am I to say that you dated frogs? I married the froggiest frog of them all! I know I shouldn’t say that to you, but it’s not like you don’t know that already. Your father was the King Frog.
Me: Ribbit.
My mom married a couple of King Frogs. Then she got smart and quit marrying!
Hmmm…I seem to remember that the Gaydi Project has a collection of frogs – some of them rather nice. Oh, Oh, ALERT: avoid a Gaydi curse lest you too become part of her collection. BTW, I think elevating your father to the rank of frog does a great injustice to frogs everywhere. More like a scum-sucking-bottom-dweller.
xoxo, Your Fairy Godmother
If I didn’t know any better, I’d think Jenn and I are sisters.
And wearing white at one’s own wedding is so *out*.
I wore “winter” white, with my two children as flower girls.