Kissed many frogs. Finally found prince.
Met him online; blogged the divorce.
No, you can't have the toaster.
My partner in sin found God.
Married by Elvis; divorced by Friday.
Portland she decided; I, the Bronx.
Arranged marriage now sounding pretty good.
Siren wooed. Sailor swooned. Man overboard!
Three marriages. Two divorces. BA 333.
Thought Yiddish. Married British. Oy! Oi!
Bachelor visits library, books wife. (Nonfiction)
Love makes the world go stupid.
Therapist: "You went back after that?"
Love plus laughter: happily ever after.
Found soul mate. Became cell mate.
Happiness is a bed to myself.
My marital advice? Marry an orphan.
Tried men. Tried women. Like cats.
No closet could hide this love.
Somebody should have objected at my wedding.
Three word memoir: Paper. Pen. Revenge.