Once upon a pedestal, in a kingdom far, far from spotless, there lived a Fairly Odd Mother. Her children had long since left the shoe and the old woman now was left with so many cupcake wrappers and baking implements that she didn’t know what to do. Temporarily.
Many, many, many years earlier, she lived with six wicked (not really wicked, just feisty) brothers and an all-grown-up sister who was too busy to come to her rescue. Not a pettiskirt to be found in the land. (Gasp!) She longed to play make believe and Barbies and mud pies drive-in but she spent most of her youth being tormented by and tormenting her brothers in return.
One day, her kind step mother who worked at a bakery all day making bread came home and asked if she would like to ride the bakery float in a REAL kid sized bakery costume! To which she replied, "Of course!" And so she rode in the parade with her hiney on the crepe paper and her heart in the clouds. This was perhaps the first incident leading up to this blog. And many potential therapy sessions for her grown children and patient husband.
 |
She grew up (well, maybe - okay, sort of) to love all things tiny as well as tea cups, cupcakes, chocolate, ice cream, bubble gum, paper dolls, dress up, make believe, fairies, the magic twinkle of lightning bugs, setting a fancy table and planning or throwing a themed event. In no particular order. And not all inclusive. All of which leads to the temporary insanity you are about to witness within. Hope you'll enjoy the diversion!
