From Grandma,

Written By: Vonadean Frederick

I will be working outside for many hours and come in

too tired do anything but sit. Before I know it I am

strolling across a meadow, tall and willowy with a

flower chain twined within my russet locks, then

suddenly I am in a beautiful room where I wear a

crown and the velvety sleeves of my gown almost

sweep the ground. I look down my finely chiseled

patrician nose and see........ that I am dumpy,

frumpy, and wearing a frazzled gray bun!     

NO FUN!