January 24, 2013
Maybe I'm Cinderella today. The rest of the household dressed fancy and went to the House of God. I'm here in my PJs with rooms to straighten and dishes to clean. I tried to find princess charming, who could whisk me away to the movies or help me find a fitting wardrobe for the dress rehearsal of the ball. But alas, all my princess friends are otherwise occupied, and anyway, my pumpkin has not yet arrived. My glass slipper looks, right now, like a worn resume that needs editing and updating; polishing the image. Where is that fairy god-mother?