So, I was spending time with my head in the cyber clouds. Taking a walk down the proverbial bloggy block when I dozed off. Not sure whose prose lulled me to sleep….Must have happened somewhere between a Crockpot recipe and a new baby tale, I suppose. But, no matter.
With my head resting on CNTRL/ALT, I floated off to the land of noddy. I was greeted by a magnificent lady in silver taffeta.
“Greetings, Mammatalk,” she chirped, adjusting her tiara.
“Who are you?” I asked, groggy and confused.
“My darling, I am your magic Fairy Mamma Talk-mother.” She was delighted as she spoke, clapping her hands with enthusiasm and with her shimmering wings fluttering in the laptop glow.
Nervous and excited, she was eager to explain. Her words quickly spilled out of her. She got ahead of herself at times as she bubbled on and on, stumbling here and stuttering there. She spoke of pumpkin facial masks and mommy spas. Pedicures, haircuts and waxings. Champagne flutes and chocolate. She tossed something out there about a life coach. Testing the waters, I think. Then, she finished off speaking of a nice afternoon nap with a Snuggie and a good book.
I was confused.
Surely, this was a good fairy. A creature of light. A good Samaritan of sorts. Eager to spread joy to my mamma world.
I should be overjoyed.
But, there was something about her manic giddiness that put me on edge.
Not to mention, the CNTRL/ALT key was digging into my nose.
“Why have you come?” I inquired.
She sighed. “All Mammas need a fairy mamma…Mamma…..Mammma! MAAMMMMA!!”
Then, I awoke with a start finding a keyboard jammed up my nose and a demanding toddler peering into my face.
“Mamma??”
And, off I went to fill sippy cups and change dirty diapers. But, you can bet your bottom dollar I’ll be in the garden tonight clicking ruby slippers and searching for a cricket named Jiminy. Or is it that mousey pair, Gus and Jaq, I should be looking for?
A discarded lamp?
Some magic beans?
You don’t think Rumpelstiltskin is behind this? I really can’t stand that guy.
Hmmm.
Might explain the shifty eyes.
10 years ago
16 comments:
This is a fun and great post. Thanks for sharing it. I think I want a magic growing money tree.
There are days when I need a Magic Fairy. Esp on housecleaning days.
I think you need a massage!
hahahaha!! Ditto to the massage thing! You are so funny!
You definitely are in need of some spa therapy! :)
When you find her, send her my way.
Yes, mammas do need fairy mamas!
So WHAT is that Fairy Momma gonna do for ya babe? HUH!? She should have brought you an espresso and delicious pastry!
Now why wasn't your fairy inserting the alt key into your husband's face? He's the one who needs to know about the spa day.
oooh i hope i get a visit soon.. found you via sits, have a great day!
I think the fairies are playing with you.
Too funny
Ah the life of being a mama! There are so many days I want to curl up under my desk and take a nap.
You deserve it all, my friend!
Except the Waxing? Leave that for your evil step-sisters...OUCH.
xo
Be careful not to spend so much time with your head on the keyboard that they nickname you Querty.
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