Happy Anniversary to My First Husband

I know you are all wondering – what the hell is an old pic of Johnny Depp doing on a blog post titled “Happy Anniversary to my First Husband”?

It’s simple – Johnny Depp was my first husband!

Ok, so I was only 12 or so and our only interaction was me looking at Bop and Tiger Beat posters and sitting insanely close to the TV during 21 Jump Street (that’s probably why my eyes are so bad).

But Johnny Depp was my first crush. Ever. He even came before any boy in grade school.

And so, my preteen little self, planned a wedding and married Johnny Depp. And all these years later, I still remember the date – April 8^th. Because it was a Friday night, and all the pretty weddings are on Friday night, right?

Actually, Johnny Depp means more to me than that. It’s this picture that caused me to go into puberty. Yes, he did it. Johnny Depp made me a woman!

I remember vividly the feelings that picture conjured up. I remember seeing that goody trail and even though I didn’t know what it led to and what exactly what made it so good, I remember that I liked it!

I don't remember the violin though.

Sigh….. J

WTYL!!!!