Sunday, September 12, 2010


Princess Sweet Pea is Mrs. Bird and Guy Smiley's daughter. She has always been a favorite of mine.

She was working in the pharmacy the other day when she heard a woman give a faint little scream. The Princess looked the woman's way and watched as the woman dropped to the floor.

Curious, The Princess walked around the isles to find the woman frantically making sweeping motions on the floor. Thinking maybe she had lost a contact lense or maybe her jewelry had broken and the woman was trying to round up lost pearls, she offered to help.

"It's my best friend. My very best friend," the woman wailed. "I had her ashes in my locket, and it just opened, and now she's strewn all over the pharmacy floor."

And the Princess? She brought the woman a broom and a dust pan. "Uum...good luck with that," she said in her most reverent voice. Then she retreated behind the Phillips Milk of Magnesia and Hemorrhoid Cream.

I hope Princess Sweet Pea made a mental note to be careful when sweeping up that night. Maybe the floor dust would be more than just ordinarry dust. I hope she scattered it under a lovely rose bush in the local park and thought to say a few words, and to have a moment of silence, just in case.

And now you know that interesting things happen to Mrs. Bird and Guy Smiley's offspring, too. Stay tuned.


Michael Rawluk said...

It is good to see you back. The story gave me a smile.

I can't tell you what the word verification is because it sounds a little too rude for your delicate ears.

whirligigdaisy said...

What?! This is a marvelous story.

Cindy said...

Oh, my!!

Funny story!! Please keep writing, you make me smile!!

Lee said...

I tried to think of a witty pun,but... heavens, what a story!! In her POCKET??

Laura ~Peach~ said...

have mercy! youd think that the ashes would have been contained before placing inthe locket!

Kathy said...

All I can think is 'Wow', I don't think anyone will carry my ashes around with them, I sure hope not.
And agreeing with the others, I keep coming back to read your delicious stories. Am I greedy to want more?