Showing posts with label cinderella. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cinderella. Show all posts
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
Frigging dainty I am….
So, it’s winter and while it doesn’t get ultra cold in tropical
Cairns - though it was cool this morning and that may have been me whining on the
Cairns Esplanade at 5:30am dressed in my running clothes contemplating high
tailing it back to the car before anyone saw me - winter means anything I’ve
broken in my life – thumbs, ankles, toes – randomly begins to ache. Yeah, you
know what I mean. Lead an adventurous yet clumsy life and things happen to you.
This winter, my ankle is aching. I went to the chemist to buy an elasticized ankle
brace for it. The sales assistant asked what size. I said fat or chunky or
maybe a hefty would do. She looked down at my ankle and said ‘you’re a small.’ Now,
I’ve never been called ‘small’ in my life. Anyway, I put on the strapping and
it was the perfect fit. Think Cinderella and the glass slipper except this was tape and stretchy stuff and frankly I would not be putting my foot in any glass slipper to try it on after god knows who had and why can't Prince-so-call-Charming remember who it belonged to. Men sometimes...but I digress...call me fatso? I think not. I have dainty ankles and I can
kick arse from here to billy-o with them. Yep, that’s me. I’m frigging dainty. I have the strapping to prove it.
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, ankles, Cairns, Cairns Esplanade, cinderella, Cold, dainty, small, winter
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
Couplets…
So I was talking to a friend and the idea of individual identity within a couple came up and for the life of me I think that would be bloody hard to have. Why? Because you’re always teamed up with another person – Ken and Barbie, Wilma and Fred, Prince Charming and Cinderella. How hard is it to be just Ken? Do people ask where Barbie is? I absolutely believe that couples are the norm in the world and if you’re not a part of one you’re odd. That’s ok – I like being odd. But what if you uncouple? What happens to years of your identity being tied up with the other half? How would people deal with Wilma ditching Fred? They’re so much a part of each other questions would naturally be asked. Can Wilma be allowed to be a single woman again? What if she picks up with a non-Fred? How do married couples avoid the tag team tag? Yes, yes, it’s all about love but people are single before they become a couple and how hard is it to merge lives without losing identities? Look at romance books. If the heroine walks away from the hero at the end to live her own life readers wonder what her problem is.
Just one of my many ponderances for the day….
Just one of my many ponderances for the day….
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, Anny Cook, Barbie, Berengaria Brown, cinderella, fred, ken, Penn Halligan, prince charming, Sandra Cox, scarlet harlot publishing, wilma
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