MY CINDERELLA STORY
I may have my married Price Charming, although I'm still at home cleaning. "No Cinderella... you may not go to the Ball tonight. You have to stay home and scrub the floors." Yes, that's right, it seems that's all that I've been doing since our new puppy arrived. For future reference, never try to potty train a puppy in the Winter time. They would much rather use the potty on the warm ceramic tile floor, then go outside on the cold ground.
In reference to Cinderella's story. My son's youngest step-brother, knocked out the composite of his front tooth Saturday night. Both my Husband and my son's Father said, "accidents happen and boys will be boys." That's a load of crap! That wresteling accident, cost me $ 200.00 out of my pocket to get his tooth repaired. My Husband informed them that, "there will nolonger be any wresteling in the house what-so-ever!" Furthermore, "if you want to wrestle, go outside to do that." He sounded a lot like my Dad back in the day. "The house is not a Gymnasium!" he would say.
If I had the chance, I'd rather be sleeping Beauty. Then again, some stupid prince would just come and wake me up anyway. So what's the point right? It feels as though, I havn't slept in weeks. What was the chicks name, who let down her hair, so that the guy could climb it? Man... I wouldnt have done that either. Number one, I've cut my long hair since then. Number two, my hair cost entirely too much money to let some idiot wreck it, by climbing all over it. Can you imagine the breakage?
Who were they trying to fool anyway? He wasn't trying to save her from being imprisioned. That whole story was just about two people "trying to get their grove on." Dorothy once said, there's no place like home." Who was she kidding? I guess that' she's never visited my house. Ya'll click your shoes together twice.
In reference to Cinderella's story. My son's youngest step-brother, knocked out the composite of his front tooth Saturday night. Both my Husband and my son's Father said, "accidents happen and boys will be boys." That's a load of crap! That wresteling accident, cost me $ 200.00 out of my pocket to get his tooth repaired. My Husband informed them that, "there will nolonger be any wresteling in the house what-so-ever!" Furthermore, "if you want to wrestle, go outside to do that." He sounded a lot like my Dad back in the day. "The house is not a Gymnasium!" he would say.
If I had the chance, I'd rather be sleeping Beauty. Then again, some stupid prince would just come and wake me up anyway. So what's the point right? It feels as though, I havn't slept in weeks. What was the chicks name, who let down her hair, so that the guy could climb it? Man... I wouldnt have done that either. Number one, I've cut my long hair since then. Number two, my hair cost entirely too much money to let some idiot wreck it, by climbing all over it. Can you imagine the breakage?
Who were they trying to fool anyway? He wasn't trying to save her from being imprisioned. That whole story was just about two people "trying to get their grove on." Dorothy once said, there's no place like home." Who was she kidding? I guess that' she's never visited my house. Ya'll click your shoes together twice.
posted by Beth Schofield | 5:23 AM
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