OK, I admit the cast-iron rolling pin image is a little violent. It’s an image for the sake of effect.
I love Gary. I would never hit him with a cast-iron rolling pin.
Month: May 2004
Some bridal shower epigrams & exchanges:
Me: I hope someone is going to give me a cast-iron rolling pin. That or a male chastity belt.
Sharon Mesmer: Honey, marriage is a male chastity belt.
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Me: (on receiving sexee negligee/ thong ensembles) Butt floss! Good thing I’m over that bout with hemorrhoids!
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Me: (on receiving an adorable little decorative pair of wall hooks in the shape of an elephant) Perfect! We can hang our wedding rings on them when we get in fights!
Sharon Mesmer: No, you can hang your wedding rings on them when you do the dishes together. [chirp chirp]
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(hey Sharon, let’s you and me start a borscht-belt act, whaddya say?)
(p.s. I made these remarks in the spirit of bawdy all-girl fun. It was truly a beautiful party. Thanks, dear ladies!)
This map makes me realize how few (rather than how many) countries I’ve visited.
Upon request, I have a created a little wishlist blog for wedding gifts. As I mention therein, gifts are strictly non-obligatory, and/but enthusiastically appreciated.
Anyway: ifwisheswerefishes.blogspot.com
Otohime 