This reminded me of a funny story which I’ve told before.
But this is what old people do – we repeat things and don’t give a shit if you’ve heard them all twenty-six times already.
Granddaughter (the first) and I were sitting on the couch playing with her Polly Pocket dolls. She was responsible for the actions and deeds and commentary of three or four of them, but I had just one. I chose Snow White because she’s my favourite. I had her climb to the top of the couch-back where she jumped around, lost her wig, put it on backwards, freaked out because she couldn’t see, and screamed for help.
My granddaughter sighed, rolled her eyes, and said in her firmest no-nonsense 4-year-old voice, “Oh Snow White, get a grip of yourself.”
Snow White made less of an ass of herself after that.
Here’s to the last snow white day in January. And getting a grip when we need to.
When you get an idea in your head, you simply won’t let it go as you constantly search for normalcy, love, and sometimes revenge–and your vicious stubbornness inspires you to fight to the death to get what you want.
(I took the female action hero personality test on brainfall and the above is my result. I am the bride. I had never heard of her before today. One of the questions on the quiz asked why you were taking the test, with ‘I’m insufferably bored’ as one of the choices. Turns out I’m also insufferably stubborn, but I’m sure it’s in a good way. Don’t make me fight you to the death over the truth in that.)
Cat with a backwards “c”, a bog and a baer. Not for sale. Sorry.
Some art work is priceless. Found these in my filing cabinet under Recipes. Yes, that’s how I file. I believe the artist is Kenzie and I’m guessing at about age four. The arrows are a nice touch. But I’m a little freaked out by the claws on that baer.