My friend told me that she had given me a Fairy Godmother gift because I had laughingly told her that I sometimes feel like Cinderella. When JJ isn’t feel well, he is fretful and can’t settle down and needs attention–like meds, or something to drink, or a vomit bucket. That is understanding, and I don’t mind caring for him.
The problem is the pets. Our pets have always been given lots of love and attention, so they love it. They are sort of like toddlers. They follow us around and want loving attention. Luke grabs my arm when I walk past a chair. He runs in front of me and into the bathroom to let me know he wants food. He does this several times. I sit down and Danny says he wants out so I go to the back door and he stands there wagging his tale like, “What? I didn’t want nuthin!” He repeats this two more times until I say, “You WILL go out. NOW!” I sit on the couch with a bowl of cereal or popcorn and Little Bear decides to jump up on my lap and he doesn’t settle down but tries to grab my bowl. Kee-Kee pats my arm to show he wants lovings. Timmy pokes me because he wants to be picked up and held. I finally beg, “Please! I am tired. Just let me BE for a bit.”
All these demands from the pets make me feel like Cinderella. So my Fairy Godmother gave me thoughtful gifts so that I could shut the bathroom door and soak into a relaxing bath and pamper myself.
I am having fun with the gifts.
One of the gifts was a gel mask to soothe away tension. It is very pretty. I put it on this morning and JJ asked, “Why are you wearing a mask?” I said, “Because I’m a superhero. This hides my alter ego. When I wear the mask, you don’t know me.” My husband said, “Let me tell you, if you wear that thing in public, I DEFINITELY won’t know you.” See? Superhero masks really do work.
A few minutes later, I went into the bathroom, poured some lavender scented Dead Sea Bath Crystals into the bathtub and turned on the hot water. Then I rubbed some Dead Sea Face Mud on my face. It really did look like mud. I sunk into the hot water and just relaxed. Ahhhhh. I was going to read a book while I soaked, but I couldn’t see the words without my glasses and I couldn’t put my glasses on because of the Mud. Oh, well, I just relaxed. Luke had come into the bathroom with me to munch on his Very Special Cat Food. When he finished eating, he sat on the edge of the tub and tried to harass me, but it was still relaxing. I felt so pampered.
When I finished my bath and got dressed in my PJs, I came out into the living room still wearing the mud on my face because it wasn’t yet time to take it off. JJ saw me. “What do you have on your face?” He asked. “I am a weeping angel,” I announced. “DON’T BLINK! Blink and you’re dead. Don’t turn your back. Don’t look away. And don’t Blink.”
As Doctor Who fans understand, the Weeping Angels are an ancient race of aliens who feed on their victims by sending them back in time, which creates time energy to feed on. When they are not being observed by another being, they can move very quickly and silently, but when they are being observed, they become “quantum-locked,” occupying a single position in space and becoming stone statues. In this state, they are frozen and difficult to destroy. They cannot suppress this reaction. If two Weeping Angels were to look at each other at the same time, they would be trapped in stone form until an outside force moves them apart. To prevent this, they often cover their eyes while moving, which makes them look as though they are weeping. Doctor Who has made angel statues scary.
JJ told his on-line friends that I had “special op” makeup on my face. So I whispered to JJ in a menacing voice, “Fear me.” He laughed and said that I was acting weird and he was beginning to get worried.
LOL. I am having too much fun with my Fairy Godmother gifts.