Sometimes things are unicorns made of baby laughter and narwals swimming through skittles, sometimes things are just a poonami of craptacular proportions. Sometimes the normal lexicon just isn't enough.
I was just talking to a friend about Jeff and she said "sounds like you have a really great guy". She is so right. I don't believe there is anyone in the world more perfect for me than the man I married. Three cheers for love! And three cheers for Jeff!