Once upon a time, in a modernish land, there lived a girl who was ordinary. No, she wasn't beautiful in a breathtaking way, nor was she horridly ugly. She wasn't hard on the eyes, that's about it. Anyway, this girl lived with her family, a rather nice bunch if occasionally odd at moments, which she actually appreciated, being that she was rather odd sometimes herself. One day, company was expected in that ordinary home, and the girl agreed to do some housework for her family. First, she baked two chocolate chip pies, the finest desert in the land, if she did say so herself. Then, she slaved for several hours, doing four loads of laundry, sweeping the entire house, scrubbing the kitchen floor, organizing her vast amount of music, and cleaning out her curio cabinet among other various chores, besides teaching four piano lessons. By this point the girl, who was heartily annoyed at the coming company despite the now clean house, threw looking nice to the wind and stuck her hair up in a ponytail. Despite all of your hopes for the appearance of some corpulent Mrs. Clause who made everything better, it was not to be. No such help arrived from any quarter, which was all right, the girl supposed. She'd never thought highly of the Prince Charming ideal-any guy that fell in love with a girl and then carried her shoe around in his pocket until he found her again is slightly creepy. Not exactly a locket, you know what I'm saying? In any case, the girl didn't find her Prince Charming, but she did find new heart and started looking once again for the ordinary, yet astonishing, man that was sure to be easier to deal with, rather than pampered princes that were too rich for their own good. Who would want to marry someone that had to worry about famines and plagues and all sorts of annoyances like that, rather than marry someone of lower birth and discuss books and movies? And so she found her hunky carpenter who did some writing on the side, and they walked blissfully into the sunset. Don't you just love happy endings?
4 years ago
3 comments:
Wow. Carpenter with a little writing on the side, huh? There someone you need to tell us about, Katie? :D
Bubbly "Byes!" and "Gotta go"s
Are never enough for me!
For I'm the one addicted to
The tricksiness in me!
I'm not content to let it go
At just a "Fond Farewell!"
I have to have the perfect rhyme
Even if it came from...well...
My poems may not be all that good
Compared to Robert Frost,
But I think you'll find that mine can be much cheaper in the cost!
A smile is all that I require,
For reading of my writes,
And now that I'm done, and I've had my fun, I now shall say Goodnight!
So Long! Farewell! Au viedersehn (or however the heck you spell it!) Adieu and Goodnight! (No, you may not stay and taste your first champagne! Now go to bed!)
:D Puck
LOL! Nice, Bobby....and no, there's nothing I need to tell you. :D
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