Looking For Mr. Goodfrog
With such a wide variety of frogs, it's safe to assume that out there, somewhere, is a frog with just about any pattern you could imagine.
June
It's not that I'm a killjoy. I'm really not. Or that I can't be happy for other people. I can. In fact, I am. I'm nice. Warm. And I truly understand that if you're one of the other people, not me, but if you are another person, the one everyone is supposed to be happy for because you're celebrating that thing; if you are that person, then you want to make sure that everyone you want to invite to celebrate that thing with you knows about it way, way in advance, so everyone is available to come and be happy and help celebrate your thing.
I understand this. What's more, if I had a thing to celebrate, I would want this, too. But I don't. I don't ever have any of those things, so when I open my mail and the faces of a smiling couple slip out of the envelope on the front side of a magnet I'm to stick on my fridge, so every time I reach for the milk I remember to Save The Date for their thing, I have to admit that I don't feel happy. I don't feel ... read full excerpt from Looking for Mr. Goodfrog ebook