Welcome to the plights and plunders of a 'self-appointed' modern day Princess.
Hi, my name is Cindere11a. No - not THAT Cinderella. As the story goes, that blond little wench found her Prince Charming. As a matter of fact, she probably has her tiny feet propped up on a footstool sipping a mint julep right about now, while I'm out kissing toads.
Why toads instead of frogs, you ask? Frogs, you see, have smooth, wet skin, while toads, the little darlins, are dry, wrinkled and warty! And I've kissed a million of 'em. Blech.
My escapades into the world of toad kissing began over 20 years ago when I commenced the exhausting search for my Prince Charming. I've scaled castle walls, forged through rivers, climbed over mountains and yet, he still eludes me.
As I continue my quest to find my Prince and the proverbial missing slipper, I would like to share my adventures with you. Please note that as unreal and ridiculous as some of my stories and experiences may seem, everything is true. However,the names have been changed to protect a few guilty toads.
Cinderella
You're traveling through another dimension - a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance. You've just crossed over into - the Twilight Zone... I was running out of time and had to make a decision fast. Reaching for the phone I dialed for help... "Oh, Judy. Thank goodness you're home!" "Camille? What's wrong? Shouldn't you be on your way to the restaurant?" "I am NOT going." "Oh, come on! You've got to go. After all, the guy's traveled all the way from D.C. to take you to dinner." "I know. But I have this eerie feeling if I go ...
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Carlsbad, California US
Member since: May 2008
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