Tuesday, January 18, 2011

a fairy tale

once upon a time, many many months ago, a little princess named Oldest Carrotstick (called Carrot for short) went on a journey with her sometimes wicked mother to a far off land called the District.

the journey to the District was a long and tiring one. it involved an early morning ride in a horseless carriage, flying through the clouds for many many hours, and then, before the journey was done there was a frantic sprint through a unfriendly and confusing train station, through which the poor princess had to drag her own bag -- heavily burdened with a weeks worth of outfits, accessories, and shoes.

finally, Carrot and her mother, the lowly Lunch Lady, were met by a beautiful Farm Girl. she smiled happily at them and embraced them and they were overjoyed (especially because the Farm Girl was with child and it was very exciting to see her little baby bump). without delay, Farm Girl whisked the two weary travelers out of the oppressive labyrinth, onto a speeding subway train, and finally to her awaiting carriage. shortly thereafter, the gentle and congenial Farm Girl delivered them to a calm, clean, and quiet room on the 7th floor of the Marriott castle. it was a wonderful thing.

After a delightful dinner with the Farm Girl and he who is of Beaver Mountain fame, and a strange and disappointing cupcake by the name of "Peanut Butter Bacon", Carrot and the Lunch Lady retired to their rooms, to rest their weary heads.

Alas, all was not well for our dear young heroine. The Oldest Carrotstick declined her mothers generous offer to share her lovely king-sized bed with its down comforter and generous selection of pillows-- for which the Lunch Lady was deeply grateful -- choosing rather to sleep on the hide-a-bed. But how could our fair princess sleep when the bed had but one thin blanket and a mere two pillows!

Never fear, dear reader. For the OCS is a maiden of great courage and fortitude. She reached for the awaiting phone, and without further ado, she called the Housekeeping Staff and importuned,

"Um, hi. This is room 727. Can I get 5 more blankets and 7 more pillows?"

I kid you not.

And she slept happily ever after for the rest of her spring break trip.


Head Nurse or Patient- you be the judge said...

I can't believe it took you so long to blog this- but it was well worth it-

At least she didn't drag the pillows and blankets from home along like some of her less regal relatives.

Kate said...

too funny. Well said.

momtherunner said...

Lovely, ending, but I am left wanting: Could she still feel the pea underneath her 7 pillows and 5 blankets!

Glad I'm not over laundry in that castle!!!

the lunch lady said...

you would think that the hide-a-bed would keep for for sleeping, but as long as she had blanket/pillow cave to burrow in she was fine!

Farm Girl said...

Too funny! It's probably a good thing you had to stay at a hotel- because I'm pretty sure my own less than fairy tale dwelling could meet the needs of such a delicate princess.

bonnie jack said...

i love that girl!

Sarah said...

I love it. "The Princess and the Pea" is a favorite story in our home.

Nanette said...

Thanks for the great laugh!
We LOVE carrot stories!

menversuswomengame said...

Hehe, this made me laugh as well :) Thanks!