No pictures of Mr. Wonderful
Mr. Wonderful is to remain anonymous
Absolutely no half nekkid pictures of Mr. Wonderful after he's passed out.
If I can't say anything nice about Mr. Wonderful, don't say anything at all.
Yesterday Mr. Wonderful had a meeting so he got home a little later than usual. We were hoping to watch the Cubbies on TV but for some eff'ing reason they were blacked out! What's
the deal with that?We had the AM radio on, trying to listen to the game through all the static and gargle. It was kind of romantic, and reminded me of the olden days (before TV) when family's would sit around the old Belmont radio listening closely to the program that was on...I was sitting there reading a book, and he was fiddling around with aluminum foil trying to rig up an antenna to point it in the direction of Chicago to get a better reception. Yeah, like that's gonna work! And I just continued to read my book...
We could barely make out what the announcer was saying...Hey! Cubs Win! Now to turn back on the TV, and find a station that was going to show the highlights so we can see what we missed because remember...the eff'ing game was blacked out!!!
It's getting late and the dog has to go out... Mr. Wonderful takes the pooch to the back door, and walks him out to the back. Minutes later he comes into the house and says...you know, we put up an expensive fence for the dog so we wouldn't have to go out with him, and I still have to be out there with him! Yeah I know (as I am still so involved in my book) So, what's wrong? He says, he has to watch the dog because of the frogs... That got my immediate attention! Um, frogs? Frogs don't bite! He said, yeah but the dog is out there catching toads, look there's one on the patio!
Mr. Wonderful is coming up with all these creative names now for the pooch...
The Frogidile Hunter, Toad Trapper, Doggie Frogger...Okay, it's late!
Mr. Wonderful says...this is something for you to "blog" about tomorrow. I agreed, and I'm all for it because I am STILL trying to concentrate on the book I'm trying to read!
Then he says to me...go take a picture of the toad on the patio! I looked at him, looked at the clock, it was a little past 10:00, and the first words that passed my lips where...what are you fuggin' nuts? You want me to go out there and take a picture of a toad? Haven't you seen my blog lately honey? Unless it's two frogs doin' it, it just won't fit in!
Then he reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a quarter and tells me to set the coin next to the toad so people can see how big it is. My response was...Hon, unless the frog is wanting to hump the quarter it won't be interesting! Believe me...No one wants to see a toad sitting next to a quarter to compare it's size unless it's sporting an erreptile! Now that would be something to compare!
After debating this subject for 20 minutes, I finally agreed to get my camera, go outside and shoot a picture of the toad with a quarter next to it because it's getting late and he just won't shuddup! And the clock's ticking away...it's getting later!
Thank goodness we live out in the country, and no neighbors see me crouched down on my knees with my head down by this enormous toad! It's dark and I can't see anything through the camera lense so I just snapped away a couple pictures, and wished for the best. No way was I going back after I came back in and viewed what I had taken.
So folks, here it is... Toad with the quarter

Ooooh! that's a BIG toad!
Toad without quarter...
Mr. Wonderful checking out the toad trying to stage the next photo shoot...
And then... here's the dog, sitting there wondering...How come they can play with the toad and I can't? Thanks for giving me something to blog about...Like I needed it!





4 comments:
He told me to do it! Well, that was after about 30 beers! I hope he remembers!
Oh...and never say "cardinal" to a Cub fan! That'll really piss him off! :)
He's Hot!!!
Sorry kev...he's taken! Oh, are you talkin' about the toad?
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