Rescued, at last

I have good news and bad news. I’ll start with the bad news first: I was captured by a hungry witch who demanded that I cook her dinner. Judging by her reaction, she didn’t like the hot dogs I microwaved for her. In a fit of pique, she insisted that I eat a plateful of brussel sprouts as my punishment. I was saved from her ire when my husband sprinted into the room. He smacked a kiss on my mouth, fought off the witch, and led me to the stairs.

Have you raced down a steep stone staircase lately? It isn’t easy. We slipped and stumbled down the cold hard steps. We heard the witch screech in anger as she summoned her minions. We had to hurry in order to elude capture.

The reassuring grip of my husband’s hand kept me calm. I sobbed with relief as we raced out the door.

We followed a surprisingly well manicured path away from the castle. I cursed myself for not exercising more, but what else is new? I looked back at the tower and a shiver of fear ran down my spine.

I could hear the witch wail, “Now I don’t have a cook anymore!” In a way, I sympathized with her. I’d be mad if my cook ran away, too. I stumbled and my husband slung me over his shoulder. He quickly outran our pursuers.

When we got to a safe place, we rested under a shady tree.
“We missed you,” my husband confided. “I’m so glad I found you.”
“I owe you so much thanks. I will make you anything you want for dinner.” I promised.
“There are better things to do than cook.” He said. “Let’s just have hot dogs and chips tonight.”

And that is how I knew that my husband was really my Prince Charming.

Jo August 27, 2010 at 6:00 am

Cute story…..need dog photos…I’m going threw w/drawls……
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Grampy August 27, 2010 at 7:04 am

Thanks to modern technology you could use a laptop to find prince charming. You did not have to kiss a frog as damsels in the past had too. Poor fella probably got microwaved hot doggies. Great photos!

Amber August 27, 2010 at 10:05 am

I’d totally break my neck on those stairs. I am such a klutz.
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Oklahoma Granny August 27, 2010 at 10:06 am

Ewww – really – brussel sprouts. I’m so glad your husband was able to rescue you in time. About those hot dogs. I found a great little hot dog griller at a kitchen store in Branson. I bought one for myself and also one for my son and one for my daughter. They are used all the time!
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Carol LaFond August 27, 2010 at 4:25 pm

As my heart was rising into my throat, I felt myself racing with you like I would if I was reading a fairy tale. But I realized that sometimes knowing your prince is so much more fun. Congrates on realizing that great guy next to you would come and save you from more than cooking. Giggle.

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