This was going to be an easy post: The Ringmistress married Le Clown: one tough broad.
I met the Ringmistress on an online dating site:
“Hi. I’m Le Clown”.
“Hi. You have a kid, Mr. Le Clown. Not interested”.
“I appreciate your honesty. Please call me Le Clown. Talk soon. Perhaps”.
A month later, I write her again:
“Hi. I’m still with child. But I like you”.
“Ok. Let’s meet. But I’ll pretend I don’t know you if I see Kid. But I’ll punch you first”.
Four years later, and a progeny, the Ringmistress and Le Clown write on the same blogosphere. She is the only one Le Clown will listen to. She is the only one our kids will listen to.
Le Clown’s cool, calm and collected. Think Gary Busey. When it comes to the Ringmistress—my wife, the arteest, the woman, the kickass mom—I lose my shit. Sara, you keep me grounded, and I love you for it. But I am a man of too many words—I should let the more concise people describe the tough broad that they see in you:
Hugo (Speaker7)
Julia
Tom (stepdad)
Karen (mother)
Jen (Sips of Jen and Tonic)
Sarah
Michelle
Jen (Roller Giraffe)
First-time visitor via Le Clown. Love the use of the pics from your readers.
Frank,
Maggie is a funny and opinionated blogger, just how Le Clown likes them. Enjoy her kingdom!
Le Clown
Thanks for the intro!
Hugo just informed me he is entitled to a date with Sara. Hope that’s not too weird since this was such a loving tribute to your wife.
OK, but just dinner, and over the shirt groping.
I think you can count on that.
Speaker7,
I’m the type of clown that doesn’t believe in casual friendships between humans and dolls, unless it’s with the Just-In Beaver.
Le Clown
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?
Le Clown, how did you get up to all these shenanigans without me knowing? I LOVE YOU. Damn you for making me openly weep at 7:30 am. It ruins my non-existent make up. And now there’s snot in my coffee, which is really the most heinous crime. Did I already say I love you? I do. My tether to this world, my unconditionally loving husband. My..yes, I’m going to SAY IT…soul-mate. Tres beaucoup.
And I have spectacular friends and blogging colleagues and family. I’m overwhelmed. Y’all are way sexy too. S-E-X-Y. Wow. I love you guys too. Love that is sincere and true. Thank you. The lift this lady needed this week. And forEVER.
And, and, and, ad nauseum.
Bizous to Maggie for hosting this, and to Speaker7, Meizac, Ruby Tuesaday, Jen and Tonic, and Rollergiraffe: bloggerati extraordinaire, good people, generous souls. And to Julia, Sarah, Michelle: My far-away friends who have enriched my life. And my folks: my rocks. My biggest supporters.
Does this sound like an acceptance speech? Probably, but I kind of feel like I just won an Oscar of feelings.
The Ringmistress,
You’re here! You made it! You like it!
I tried having a picture with Tiny Geek last week, on Saturday, but she was not collaborative. And when I finally got her ready, I realized you were gone with the camera!! Yep.
Love you, beautiful woman.
Le Clown
Reblogged this on Laments and Lullabies and commented:
I am surrounded by some of the world’s very best people. Especially my husband. And I didn’t have to drug anybody.
See, on-line dating can work. I met my Barking Mad Hubby that way (barking mad is good, by the way)
On line dating has gone from a bastion of the socially inept to a love story fest. I often run into people who’ve met online. IT’s like pen pal-ing, only less old timey.
Sweet husband and I started our love story on line, too! xoxoM
Margarita,
I love reading about other successful online dating stories…
Le Clown
M. Le Clown,
You are a romantic!
xoM
I feel like meeting online is a great way for people to like each other’s personalities before they base anything on appearances
Agreed!
Loved this! Sara, you Rock! And sneaky, Le Clown. Like a surprise party. She’d never guess you’d do something like this on someone else’s blog! Brilliant!
He USED to be TERRIBLE at secrets. But the man knows how to put together the most wonderful love letters. He’s pretty genius-y.
And I love “just because” surprises.
Cathy,
Sara rocks. She’s also my rock, for lack of a more clever play on words. Have you also seen her drawings, and not just the ones on her blog? If you do have some time, here they are.
Le Clown
I wasn’t asked but Alice likes ya too, she just can’t find any crayons.
Love,
Alice
It’s never too late to draw me pictures. Ketchup and mustard work in a pinch. xo
Alice,
But I thought you were too busy being one of the Three Musketeers?
Le Clown
Le Clown
Alice is never too busy to color a picture for Sara.
Alice
This is one of the nicest and greatest things I’ve seen.
Online worked for me too, and how it worked, I crossed the ocean.
What’s an ocean when it comes to love, right? I lived in the suburbs for Le Clown, so that’s kind of the same thing. No? Oh. Guess it just felt like it.
Leo,
I have a feeling that online worked for you too because you’re a great guy, and a catch, based on your writings. Just sayin’.
Le Clown
Le Clown, you seem to me like a Laura Secord’s chocolate – relatively hard on the outside but with a soft and sweet inside. This post just says “love”. You are one lucky guy. And I’ll definitely be checking Maggie out. Glad you are visiting.
Fern,
Look at you being all perceptive and stuff… Le Clown is as poised as Tilda Swinton’s face, as happy as a 19th century Russian literature, and has a cotton candy core, the blue-coloured flavour.
Le Clown
You sure have Le Clown’s number. Moreover, he’s the kind that gets picked first, not the lame nut or cherry filled chocolates people try to pass off on guests.
Delightful!
Javaj240,
Each time I see your moniker I have cravings for a good, hot cup of Joe. Shame on you.
Le Clown
Funny. Every time I see your monitor I have the urge to shove myself into a VW beetle with a bunch of guys wearing large shoes and big red noses. Shame on you, too.
Yes it is. Delight is an underutilized word.
You’re a lucky ringmistress! (And I say “delightful” all the time… without really meaning it, if you know what I mean, *wink* *wink*… this time I meant every syllable of it!)
Many times ago, I thought I had (with X-Himself) what you (Le Clown) and she/her (Ringmistress) have found in each other. It fills my heart to know…it is possible.
Truly fills my heart….so much filled to tippy-top that…JOTS is sending U.S. made (Obama approved for export) tin of Spam for candle light supper celebration. *snort*
Jots,
You always, always say the right things…
Can you say them again?
Le Clown
Rubbing magic lamp…two wishes remaining..actually many wishes remaining….
Many times ago, I thought I had (with X-Himself) what you (Le Clown) and she/her (Ringmistress) have found in each other. It fills my heart to know…it is possible.
Truly fills my heart….so much filled to tippy-top that…JOTS is sending U.S. made (Obama approved for export) tin of Spam for candle light supper celebration. *snort* added *snort* for effect…
SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM SPAM!
No food is turned away. No spam either.
Love is possible. Some love is more fleeting. Some just leads to peeing with the door open.
Sara is indeed a 1TB. Le Clown, you and her are a match made in WordPress heaven! Awesome post.
Emily,
By 1TB, you mean a terabyte? She’s definitely my yottabyte… And yes, I had to google that one…
Le Clown
Isn’t he swell? I think we should rename the kids Twenty-Twelve and Freshly Pressed.
LOL. That would be perfect. Unusual names that are easy for kids to learn to spell.
Hilarious! Well done!
The Hook,
Thank you. Le Clown needs to thank his ghost writer for this one: L’Éric, thank you.
Le Clown
He makes me laugh everyday. No exaggeration.
The Ringmistress and Le Clown seem to be made for each other. This was a wonderful way to show her how highly she is thought of. Of course anyone who has to deal with someone as calm and collected as Gary Busey would have to be “one tough broad”. Here’s to you Sara!
Michelle,
I have a feeling you and I will be following each other from now on wherever we end up on this blogosphere, and that is a GREAT thing…
Poor Gary Busey. One day, someone will write the greatest ode to this misunderstood man. And it won’t be me.
Le Clown
I met Gary … back in the day. He was shooting a movie in Niagara and was hanging out at the bar I worked in when they were off. This was pre – head injury. He was a character even then.
He’s just like Busey, except he doesn’t tuck his pants into his socks, and his teeth are smaller. Peas in a pod, we are. A crazy, crazy pod.
Le Clown this post made me cry. You have a heart as big your shiny red nose. Sara – you are awesome, Le Clown, you rock. You are an awesome rocking couple. I like it.
Stork,
You’re too kind. My nose isn’t that big… I wouldn’t want to brag for nothing, you know… Some might say I’m just compensating…
Le Clown
Rock? You should see us air guitar much to the dismay of The Whispering Petunia. EPIC.
(Le Clown totally made me cry too)
It just gets better and better! Anyone who reads this post of love and doesn’t feel better about the world is a reptile. You all are the best!
Red,
Reptiles are cold blooded, but they also have a heart. I’d rather call heartless douches the Rush Limbaughs of this world.
Le Clown
Copy that! Consider it done!
Le Clown is the best. He warms the cockles of my heart, wherever those are.
I too love the collage of love that you put together…you sneaky sneak. YAY SARA!!!!!
Speedo,
Le Clown can’t keep secrets. Even my wife’s friends didn’t believe in my silence… Thank goodness for Ambien.
Le Clown
Ha!!! Sometimes we say YES to drugs. *high five*
Sneaky love. Sounds like a book. Or maybe a soft porn film.
My hubs is the soft porn of my heart.
awe. as well he should be. as well he should be.
Yep, another outstanding production. Someone is getting laid tonight.
Becca,
You made me lawl at work. And when my teammates asked me what I was laughing about, I responded: Le Clown is getting laid tonight! And they all went: Aw..!
Le Clown
I love making random people at some office in Canada say “aw” in unison. It’s kind of what I am known for.
Great, now EVERYBODY knows. I can’t handle the pressure…
Something tells me Le Clown is the one who can’t handle it. You? You got that.
This is the first post on my blog that I have hit the Like button! Merci Le Clown, you always find a new way to create Magnificent! Sara, he’s a lucky guy! xoxox
Maggie,
Thank you for having me. I simply love your One Tough Broad installment, and I am thrilled to be doing this one for my magnificent™ wife. Thank you again for the opportunity, Maggie.
Le Clown
I don’t know how I missed this recurring post theme (yes I do, I suck at keeping up with blogs). I think it’s an outstanding concept, and I was gushing about it during dinner tonight. Great project, Maggie. And thank you for including me.
What a great post.
Dani,
The inspiration was there…
Le Clown
Agreed. Le Clown raises the bar yet again.
It turned out wonderfully!!!!! I love how everyone did it a bit differently. And damn that Speaker7 for busting out Hugo. She knows he steals the show!
We love you Sara! And just in case you didn’t notice, your husband sorta kinda does too.
Jen,
Thank you for making this possible. It’s so much more fun when a bunch of us get together to celebrate the one we love, right? I read that on a Hallmark card.
Le Clown
I just wish I could have seen her face!
I found a keeper, huh? Never saw it coming, but so glad it did. Thanks mucho a lot Jen for adding your sneakiness to the event.
You guys are both keepers. In fact, I’m thinking about trapping the both of you and putting you on display in my home.
So long as your change the straw in our cage every day, you have my blessing.
Awww Weebs, bustin’ out the army! nice! This post makes me smile.
Mme W throwing in her contribution…after what she’s just been through. Helluva lady, she is.
ah hm… brought a tear to my eye. What love!
Nancy,
That is very sweet of you to say. Now let’s pretend Le Clown never said anything like that.
Le Clown
all I can say is “awwwwww” I love happy endings! or middles! or hell even beginnings! Darn it where is my kleenex??? sniff……….
Jackie,
Le Clown is keen on happy endings.
Le Clown
Please ignore Le Clown’s potty mouth. Here’s to happy beggidleings!
ha! A new word. I love it
Aw super duper sweet! You got a good one Sara and certainly vice versa!
Ericka,
“Super duper sweet” are words our daughter will never say. It will be more like: I will feed on your soul.
Le Clown
Ah, raising her right. I like that!
Yeah, I think we match up well. Like lego blocks.
This is sweetness beyond the beyond. Sara, Le Clown has shown his soft side. He’s a special dude.
TBF,
My soft side is like the skin of a baby, 1yr old baby that is, max. After that age, it’s like sandpaper, and Le Clown is not sandpaper. Unless it’s 600 grit ultra-fine sandpaper.
Le Clown
Le Clown,
How about the fine white sand of a Tahitian beach? Doesn’t that sound lovely? Seriously, your amorous devotion to each other is special. And, not to mention your blogging friends. This is like one big group hug.
TBF,
Actually, I’d rather have my 600 grit ultra-fine sandpaper ass sitting on the white Tahitian beach sand just about now….
Le Clown
Le Clown,
Moi aussi! That would be perfect!
(Bits of my college French are coming back to me…).
TBF
SPECIAL AND SOFT! That’s my honey bum.
Is this said in sarcasm? (as my son would say). You’re a lucky gal, Sara. You picked a good one. I’ll add fluffy. I imagine you have your own words…
You know, it’s not sarcastic, which is rare for me. It’s silly, but I really think he is special, and a softie. Fluffy….yes. DId you see hie hair before he cut it? All natural white man afro.
True, right? You can’t mess with the word special. Or, soft as a baby’s bottom…ok, I think I added that.
Here’s to the Ringmistress! Sorry my entry was so late.
don’t you dare! I LOVE it and I’m really happy for it, and since you just lived through a hurricane and chocolate poisoning and electricity-lessness…I can’t believe you’d make the time. Well I CAN believe it because you are a high calibre woman, but for me to be on the receiving end really fluffs my feathers. xoxo
Those photos are great! I think it need a map to keep track of exactly where I am in the Le Clown/Ringmistress blog-o-verse – oh wait – I’m here:) Sweet post.
Artsifrtsy,
Where are we exactly? 1917? Yay for the Suffragettes!
Le Clown
Yay – we win!
I can’t keep track or keep up.
Good to know – I thought it was just me.
Super cool post, to a most deserving woman
Nikki,
To a most deserving woman indeed. It’s good to see you again.
Le Clown
Thanx Le (notice my new nickname for yah)
Haha!!
Half way done school now,,,finally have a bit more time to get back to the blogging
*grins*
I’m soooo glad you back to blogging. I’ve been away so busy at school but I definately catch up on reading your blog this wknd.
Your such a awesome chick
I do make irregular blogging appearances, but that’s better than nothing!
How’s school? Whatchya studying?
School’s great. I’m taking Dental Assisting
Excellent. I imagine you’ll have no trouble finding work.
Sneaky Le Clown… Clever Le Clown! Lucky, lucky Sara!
Faith,
“Sneaky Le Clown”… That’s what my kids usually say when I jump out of the closet, in my clown costume, just before they start crying, shaking uncontrollably, begging for a therapist.
Le Clown
That’s sounds like it should be a kids song.
To add to the comments above: So sweet, so romantic!! You guys are a GREAT couple!!
Jill,
Are you telling me I need to find your other comment first?
Making Le Clown work. I hope they give you a promotion at work for this.
Le Clown
Le Clown,
I was just referring to the general comments above! But, I think I will keep this sentence tucked up my sleeve for eventual management positions. Now I know how to make others work… *evil plotting*
Jillian
Jill,
That’s the spirit. Another way to get people to work is to get them really drunk, take pictures of them, and bribe them. Le Clown is classy like that.
Le Clown
Ooooo… Thought dog-eared and tucked away for a rainy day!!
You should see us dance! It will make your eyes bleed. Our gracelessness and jerky movements complement each other perfectly.
im confused… and in tears.
ACPinkston,
I am often confused and in tears myself, but that’s usually when a Justin Bieber song plays…
Le Clown
Shes such a pretty boy?
I also feel that every day. Never a dull moment with Le Clown
Beautiful tribute to an awesome lady. xo
That man o’ mine sure is somethin’, huh? I feel more superduper with him in my life.
He certainly is.
xo
This was wonderful! Sara I love you and Eric you are a truly excellent human being and a wonderful husband.
You love my friend so much. She deserves every wonderful thing in this world and I am glad you are one of those wonderful things!
You took the words right out of my mouth (must have been when you were…uh…never mind). He IS a great husband. And I know you know what a great husband is. I love you, Mitch! AND I WROTE IT FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO SEE.
Awwwww! There’s so much sap here I’m blowin my nose with a pancake!
Spoken like a true Canadian.
Wow…. That is about the sweetest thing ever! I so love public displays of affection. Le Clown deserves some good lovin’ for this!
Weeeeeeeee! This post is SO lovely
Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice. Just perfect for Sara!! I want to throw around some cupcakes for you now…let me bake a batch first.
The not wearing my costume bit made me snort coffee.
First time here and I think it’s awesome. You must feel so honored having all these bloggers make these public displays of affection!
Props!
And you have a new follower.
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Sara is real. That’s what mine would have said. Connected, I might have said that too. If I lived in Canada, we would have tea. I think you said that to me once. I wish I did. L’Eric is a fortunate man.
Be well,
Kina
Aaaaaaaw, this is super duper extra sweet (hope you’re not diabetic
And hope you two celebrated your b’day in style.
xx
That is lovely. Here’s to the Ringmistress, truly one tough broad!