Cinderfella

This post is part of the challenge from Anne J., of https://ithinkisayido.wordpress.com/2016/12/23/city-of-magic/ and Theresa, of https://tjbarkerseattle.wordpress.com/2016/12/23/cinderella-a-classic-folk-tale-retold/, to write a new version of the Cinderella story. I write it in honor of my son, who is transgender, Adrien Lawyer Co-Founder and Co-Director of the Transgender Resource Center of New Mexico.

 

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When Cinderfella was young and his mom and dad were alive, his parents understood that Cindy, who they thought was their little girl, was actually a boy. It was difficult to understand. They had absolutely no idea how to handle the situation.

Needless to say, when Cinderfella lost his mother, and his father decided to remarry, the new stepmother, Lady Tremaine, was not prepared for these rather outrageous circumstances. She had two daughters who, much like their mother, were not the empathetic sort. Life became complicated and Cinderfella became extremely withdrawn and isolated.

As if things were not already difficult enough, it was only two years later that Cinderfella’s father passed away. Cinderfella was terrified.  If his own parents had problems with his gender identity, he knew that his stepmother and her daughters, Drizella and Anastasia, were not going to treat him kindly. And, as it turned out, things became even more terrible than he had imagined.

His “Steps”, as he called them, didn’t simply reject him, they forced him into servitude. He was a butler to them, only he was not paid. Imagine Cinderfella having to do all the chores and remain beside the fireplace in the basement when he was not performing his back-breaking cleaning, washing, ironing, and other repugnant jobs.

“We thought you were a girl. Why in the world do you wear boys’ clothing?” snorted Anastasia. “Drizella and I are embarassed when our friends come over. We feel uneasy when you come into our bedrooms to do your dusting.”

Cinderfella’s eyes would fill with tears when the Steps talked to him that way but he would never let them see him cry.

One summer day, Drizella came downstairs to taunt Cinderfella and waved an elaborate, bejeweled invitation in front of his eyes.

“We are going to the Princess’ Ball, so we’ll need to have our ball dresses clean and pressed before the date arrives.”

Cinderfella thought he had gone through the roughest part of his life already, but it seemed that heartache would be his natural state now.

But that night when he fell asleep, a beautiful fairy came into his deams. (He coudn’t tell if it was a girl fairy or a boy.) The fairy told him that he was going to the ball, as well. The fairy said:

“Get one of your father’s tuxedoes and be ready for the ball because after the two monster girls and their mother leave, I will have everything you need to make a spectacular entrance at the Princess’ palace!”

When the day arrived, the girls and Lady Tremaine got ready for the ball and had Cinderfella running around drawing their baths, polishing their shoes, and bringing them snacks. When they left, Cinderfella was so tired, he drifted off to sleep by the fireplace.

The fairy came again to his dream state and said:

“Your stallion awaits you, my boy!  Your patent leather boots and your silk handkerchief will be beside your horse. Just be home by midnight so you won’t get caught by the monster girls.”

Cinderfella woke up, put on his tux, and ran outside. His horse was black and had a lovely sheen to his hide. He put his stunning silk scarf in his pocket, put on his mirror-shined boots, and took off.

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When he arrived, everyone was trying to get closer to the Princess. She was not only bewilderingly beautiful, but her kindness made her glow like a hundred stars. Cinder stood there waiting for his turn to meet her, when to his amazement, she stepped away from the introduction area and walked straight toward him.

When she reached his side, she took his hand and said:

“What is your name?”

He answered, “Cinderfella.”

She replied. “Somehow I feel as though we have already met.”

They danced the night away until the midnight bell rang from a nearby church, when Cinder asked to be excused and rode home on the wind. When he arrived, the horse disappeared, and his exquisite scarf was missing.

The Princess found the scarf and had her footmen search far and wide for Cinderfella. The next week, when they visited the home of Lady Tremaine, they asked the ladies if they recognized the scarf. They all said they did not.

At that exact moment, Cinderfella came running through the room thinking that the cake he was baking could be burning. The footmen stopped him and asked if he knew to whom the scarf belonged. He told them it was his.

The rest is history (or fairytale) but when the Princess and Cinderfella reunited, they could hardly wait to be married. Before asking the Princess for her hand, Cinderfella said:

“There is something I need to share with you…”

 

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Make your day harder! (Guest post)

I think this is exactly right. So much so that I reblogged it!

Fit Is a Feminist Issue

On the weekend, Sam and I found ourselves on this giant escalator ramp called a MOVATOR.  We were picking up a cake and samosas for a baby shower for mutual friends, and the grocery store we went to is on the second floor.  This MOVATOR locks you and your cart in place to go down to the ground floor.  (How do you say this?  Moo-va-tor?  Moe-vay-ter? moo-va-TOR? Try saying it without sounding like an ominous robot).

Both of us tend to scoot around the world at a fast clip, and being on the MOVATOR ground us to a halt.  Which got us talking again about the discussion Sam blogged about a couple of weeks ago about  walking on escalators. That conversation started out as a bit of good-natured griping on Facebook about our preference for scooting up the left side of the escalator and wondering why everyone doesn’t walk.

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My Star-Studded Movie Moments or It’s All About Me!!!

 

The Academy Awards are about to take place so what better time than now to share my top five movie moments. Not all of them have to do with movies exactly, but each is related to the film industry in some manner.

nora_ephron1. When the late, great, beloved Nora Ephron wrote the screenplay When Harry Met Sally, she made my life, and I think many others’ lives, a little happier. I went to the theater by myself, got a bag of freshly popped popcorn, and sat in my favorite seat on the very last row of the theater. The show began and it was more wondrous than I had even imagined it would be. Every little piece of my experience was prime. As I left the theater, hanky in hand, I said to myself, “Never forget these last few hours because they were priceless.”

charlton2. I had the joy of being in New York with my two sisters years ago, and we were staying in, what else, The Pierre Hotel. One of my sisters was a quite personable and very outspoken. The other of my sisters is shy. We walked onto the elevator and who should be riding down with us but Charleston Heston. For you whippersnappers, he starred in Ben Hur oh so many years ago. My people-loving sister said, “Mr. Heston, I would like for you to meet my sisters.” My shy sister was trying not to faint as I looked on with pride and approval. He didn’t seem that interested in the introduction but he was civil.

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3. My son and I were in New Orleans in 1992-ish taking a break from a conference we were attending. As we were strolling along the River Walk, we saw that there was filming going on. Both of us are film geeks, so naturally, we walked through the crowd scene as they were shooting. The movie was The Pelican Brief, and an interesting and probably forgotten piece of trivia is that Julia Roberts and Lyle Lovett were cuddling on the set. Later we heard they married. Very short union!

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4. Beth Henley, a playwright from right here in Mississippi, wrote a play, The Miss Firecracker Contest, that was later adapted for the big screen. The film was funny, very Southern, and uplifting. When I heard that filming was taking place in nearby Yazoo City, I grabbed my sons and off we went. We were going to be in this movie. Through several hot days, we baked in the scorching Mississippi summer sun. Lucky for us, when we heard the fireworks scene was shooting at night, we trekked back for one last chance. I kept trying to be in a place where I would be seen in the shot. When I found the perfect spot, the director said I was wearing too much white. I grabbed my purse, pulled out a scarf, and tied it around my skirt. If you pause at exactly the right second, you can see me reclining on the knoll.

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5. And, last, but not least (remember, it’s all about me), to make a long story short, I drove to Canton, Mississippi because Sandra Bullock was starring in A Time to Kill and I was hoping to make the cut as a town member. I was standing on the street when Joel Schumaker, the director, came walking toward me. I asked if he had something to tell me concerning my walk through a scene. He told me he didn’t, but he did need to use the restroom where I was standing.

I’m not saying I had a stellar career in the world of cinema but I will say I have had a few neat experiences.:)

A Good Match

via Photo Challenge: A Good Match

Ben Huberman on the Daily Post challenged his readers to come up with a “good match.” Mine is a bottle arrangement I made in my bedroom. I’m crazy for bottles, and I love colors, so this is a perfect decor statement for me. My OCD kicks in from time-to-time and makes me rearrange the locations of the bottles within the arrangement, but that makes me happy, too.

Here’s how they look:

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Can you tell my tastes fall somewhere between Gypsy, Bohemian, dumpster-diving?

Aesthetic

Webster’s Dictionary says the word “aesthetic” can be explained as “a branch of philosophy dealing with the nature of beauty, art, and taste and with the creation and appreciation of beauty.” Now, what in the world could be better than this philosophy? I mean who wouldn’t want to study this philosophy all day long?

When food is viewed as aesthetically pleasing, it indicates that the food at least looks like something you can hardly resist eating. For me, that means desserts, unfortunately. My love of all things sweet has forced me to look at millions of baked, frosted, and candied edibles over the years. In fact, I have a Pinterest page dedicated to doughnuts, no matter how they’re spelled. Take a look. Yes, the beauty of the pastry has much to do with the associated level of craving. This photo is from the Sprinkle Bakes site.

Lovely! And yet again, wedding color. Wish I could do my own food for the wedding. I'd have a blast baking.:

In the realm of art, beauty is always in the eye of the beholder, but there are those works of art that have universal appeal. Immanuel Kant, the 18th-century German philosopher, argued that it was not the piece of art itself that was beautiful or not, but the way in which individuals respond to it. I think a good example of Kant’s idea is street art. Some folks see street art as vandalism, others see it rebellious, and many see it as remarkably beautiful and transforming ART. Here is an example of one of German street painter Edgar Muller’s work:

sidewalk art!! Amazing.:

And one my favorite areas for appreciating beauty is in the field of interior design. For me, when I see a room, of whatever style, that is balanced, textured, unified, and inviting, it makes me feel that all is well.

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Adding personality to a simple space is kinda my thing. Sometimes that personality is a sophisticated, refined, French woman and sometimes it’s a young, fun, modern party girl. When you start with a basic foundation it’s so much easier to bring the crazy in a way that doesn’t feel permanent or too committal – and... Read More …:
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Whatever your aesthetic may be, join me in celebrating all kinds of art, design, style, and genre of beautiful things everywhere. And let me know what is aesthetically pleasing to you.

Donald Trump’s Bizarro Alternate Reality

I apologize to my Republican friends but this is exactly how I feel:

Eat Pray Vote

By Jason Taylor

Donald Trump’s press conference yesterday raised more questions than it answered — about his obsession with the size of his win, his constant dismissal of the media, his ability to govern and his sanity. But he wasn’t speaking to you or me — he was speaking to his base. And of course, they lapped it like a $12.99 all you can eat buffet at Golden Corral.

Trump is realizing that the job of POTUS is more complex than he thought. The real mess is his perception of the job than the job itself. He was so confident that his businessman skills would apply so well for the job of governing, that he is now all confused and quite scared. He came across incoherent and rambling, accusing the press, Democrats, Hillary and just about anyone else he could think of.

Nothing is ever his fault. When confronted with…

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New Blog Site and Five Blogs I Like

Since my last blog, I have changed my site’s theme. I loved my old look with the rising balloons. It really represented my style and my point of view. But the practicality of the old theme was what was bothering me. The words were small and difficult to read on the blue background, and the page was a bit confusing to navigate. So, for a more readable and easy to access blog site, I chose the one you are looking at now.

Today I want to share with you five blog sites that I really like, along with the reasons I think these blog-writers are doing such a great job. Let me know if you have some favorite sites also. Let’s get our talented friends more of the recognition they deserve!

I like very much to read Dear Kitty. Some blog because I so agree with her political views and I admire her ability to explain why she feels the way she does about what is currently going on in Washington. This is not to say that I don’t enjoy her blogs when she is writing about subjects not related to our national government. She often writes about the environment, animals, and other topics of interest to nature-lovers and those concerned with the environment.

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Another favorite of mine is Lowlife Magazine because of the writer’s edginess, love of movies, and his spectacular street art finds. I am never disappointed when I click onto his collection of quirky and extremely interesting collection of ideas and photographs.

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Mega Luxus has some of the most beautiful photographs of art, sculpture, decor, design, and other fascinatingly lovely things that I have seen. Get your creativity boost by heading over to this fabulous website.

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If I ever have a rock band (which I can’t really see happening) I’m going to name it after the blog Eat Sweets and Be Merry! I am truly a “sweet-aholic” and would eat sweets only all the time if I could. At Eat Sweets and Be Merry there are recipes for desserts, cakes, lemon curd, and so many other sugary delights. Just experiencing her site gives me my sugar fix for the day!

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I also have a weakness for Wanderless in Beruit because I am fascinated about what a lovely, young girl says, thinks, and does in Lebanon. Malak’s fresh and positive take on the world, everyday activities, and her life makes me feel better about the state of our planet, in general.

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This list was great fun to assemble, and I plan to do it again from time to time. Do you have any special blogs you’d like for others to enjoy?