Let’s just say, for the sake of argument that there is a jolly big, plumply pleasant, Fairy Godmother. With wings and all. And one day, she floats down from Venus, or somewhere, and touches down among us mortals here on earth.
Quite lovely, she is. Yes. The Grand and Honorable Fairy Godmother looks a lot like Russell Crowe in drag. Cutie little wings, and a Lavender Satin Dress. Little purple MaryJane shoes, with her ankles spilling over the tops.
(Personal shout out TO ED: Should the dress be Satin or Silk?)
Okay, back to the story.
The Fairy Godmother, (Beatrice is her given name), comes down, and…. unexpectedly for you…. lands smack dab in your living room. She sprinkles about her sparkly dust, and waves her wand.. and says….
“You! You there, in the recliner, watching Dancing With The Stars... Today, the humans must change. From this point on, you will be animals. In the next 3 minutes… you must decide. Which animal will you be?
Well?
What would you be?
At first, I thought it might be fun to be a bird. The flying part of it, and all. But then. No. Not for me. The thought of a steady diet of worms… or seeds. And the housing isn’t that great either. Nope.
And then of course, monkey came to mind. You all know I love a good Sock Monkey. AND, I am crazy about bananas. And climbing trees. Yes, I think this would be in the running for me. But I don’t like the thought of other monkeys picking through my fur and such.
Hmmmm. Hey.
Dolphin. I love to swim. I love fish. I could still be a mammal. A swimming mammal. With a perpetual grin on my face. Yeah. I might ask for Dolphin.
Of course, by this time, my three minutes have been up eight minutes ago, and the Fairy Godmother has lost her patience. And, by this point, she has already turned me into a weasel or something. Unexpectedly.
Weasel.
I guess that’s not so bad. I’d be the star of a popular child’s song… and I could eat all the chicken eggs I wanted.
Yep. I do SO enjoy a good chicken egg, I’ll tell you. Over easy. I like a lot of things….. over easy.
If there were a Fairy Godmother, that is.
“The best things in life are unexpected – because there were no expectations.” – Eli Khamarov

Publish your blogs!! You are one fabulous writer!!!
I love you too Sharon!
Hug my girl for me.
For this Fairy Godmother…..Satin !!! I don’t know about that quote, because….”you never expect the Spanish Inquisition”…..and look where that got us.
Satin it is. You rock.
I like your perspective on the quote too. So true. So true.