I now understand how Cinderella feels.
I was watching Ever After: A Cinderella Story late Thursday, early Friday since I've been a sickly soul since Wednesday and I couldn't fall asleep.
(Her name is actually Danielle in this story.)
I thought to myself, why in the world would you start running, fall, lose your glass slipper, and not bother picking it up and continue running? I mean come on, it's your Mother's slipper!
Right now, I have a migraine, and it's raining. I drink Mountain Dew to help ease the pain. But alas, the soda is in the garage, so I would have to go outside in the pouring rain.
I'm too lazy to get my real shoes on so I get my fuzzy slippers. (eh eh?)
Dash outside in the pouring rain.
Slip and almost fall down the stairs.
Lose my slipper and I keep going into the garage to retrieve my soda.
Then I run back, grab my slipper and dash into the house.
Of course, I then throw off my slippers and put on my Dads slippers on instead.
(I'm my Dad's official slipper warmer and they're gone.)
So, I know how Danielle feels. I sympathize. When you're running you want to get out of the rain as soon as possible.
But at least my slippers can be replaced! I mean come on Danielle, you're mother is dead and it's one of the only things you have left of her!
I was watching Ever After: A Cinderella Story late Thursday, early Friday since I've been a sickly soul since Wednesday and I couldn't fall asleep.
(Her name is actually Danielle in this story.)
I thought to myself, why in the world would you start running, fall, lose your glass slipper, and not bother picking it up and continue running? I mean come on, it's your Mother's slipper!
Right now, I have a migraine, and it's raining. I drink Mountain Dew to help ease the pain. But alas, the soda is in the garage, so I would have to go outside in the pouring rain.
I'm too lazy to get my real shoes on so I get my fuzzy slippers. (eh eh?)
Dash outside in the pouring rain.
Slip and almost fall down the stairs.
Lose my slipper and I keep going into the garage to retrieve my soda.
Then I run back, grab my slipper and dash into the house.
Of course, I then throw off my slippers and put on my Dads slippers on instead.
(I'm my Dad's official slipper warmer and they're gone.)
So, I know how Danielle feels. I sympathize. When you're running you want to get out of the rain as soon as possible.
But at least my slippers can be replaced! I mean come on Danielle, you're mother is dead and it's one of the only things you have left of her!
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