Sunday Scribblings: Fantasy
Cinderella Revisited
Once upon a time (last night), Cindy got a call that her friend, Sleeping Beauty, was having a birthday party and wanted her to attend. So Cindy told her husband, the prince (who was now king), and he gladly let her go. He was more than happy to take care of the little prince and princess, and watch ESPN coverage of the AFC title contest between the New England Patriots and the Indianapolis Colts. So she put on her glad rags, driving off in her magical Subaru to the mythical city on the water called Boston.
Beauty's party was actually a surprise party. The event was much smaller than the ball Cindy attended when she fell in love with her once and future king. It was a modest but swank dinner party, yet Cindy was sorry she did not bring her camera so she could post pics on Poem Mom’s blog. Still, she enjoyed seeing old friends. Even though she missed her family, she liked being a single girl for the night. And after Beauty made her last birthday wish, and the restaurant check was settled, Cindy headed home, well before her self-imposed curfew of midnight.
The next day, she awoke to the grand news that Hillary Clinton is running for president in 2008, the Powerball jackpot is $240 million (not that we play, but that’s the stuff that fantasies are made of), and the Pats are well prepared to win tonight’s AFC game and to win the Super Bowl. Again.
The End.
Once upon a time (last night), Cindy got a call that her friend, Sleeping Beauty, was having a birthday party and wanted her to attend. So Cindy told her husband, the prince (who was now king), and he gladly let her go. He was more than happy to take care of the little prince and princess, and watch ESPN coverage of the AFC title contest between the New England Patriots and the Indianapolis Colts. So she put on her glad rags, driving off in her magical Subaru to the mythical city on the water called Boston.
Beauty's party was actually a surprise party. The event was much smaller than the ball Cindy attended when she fell in love with her once and future king. It was a modest but swank dinner party, yet Cindy was sorry she did not bring her camera so she could post pics on Poem Mom’s blog. Still, she enjoyed seeing old friends. Even though she missed her family, she liked being a single girl for the night. And after Beauty made her last birthday wish, and the restaurant check was settled, Cindy headed home, well before her self-imposed curfew of midnight.
The next day, she awoke to the grand news that Hillary Clinton is running for president in 2008, the Powerball jackpot is $240 million (not that we play, but that’s the stuff that fantasies are made of), and the Pats are well prepared to win tonight’s AFC game and to win the Super Bowl. Again.
The End.
Comments
Sounds like the beginning of a great story.
rel
Very clever...very good!
--D.--