~applaudes~ So good! Can you imagine being named Cinderella? And Edward is such a fine Prince name. Then for the last name to be Smith. Sort of flat. OR! Maybe they just got tired of all of the publicity and then changed it!
I once did a funeral for an indigent old man, whose niece is a member of my church. He was being buried by the city in a styrofoam coffin, the modern day pauper's funeral. When we gathered for the service, my parishioner introduced me to his sister, saying, "Rev. Songbird, I'd like you to meet Aunt Princess." Cinderella Smith. I love it.
Pooooooor Rach! What do you mean there are no pictures of YOU! Why don't you blog about how our parents only took one picture of me as a child while the old shoe boxes are full of little bitty Spookies running around. And furthermore, I had to steal that one picture just to preserve it. Sincerely, "bitter little brother"
When I was in elementary school, we lived next door to a couple named Veazey. I can't remember the husband's first name, but her name was Love. I think my dad felt awkward addressing her. I imagine that she had to enunciate carefully whenever she introduced herself.
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~applaudes~ So good! Can you imagine being named Cinderella? And Edward is such a fine Prince name. Then for the last name to be Smith. Sort of flat. OR! Maybe they just got tired of all of the publicity and then changed it!
WHAAAA!!!! Mommy!! Cinderella was suppose to be friends with the little animals!!! Did she kill the mice too?!?!
I once did a funeral for an indigent old man, whose niece is a member of my church. He was being buried by the city in a styrofoam coffin, the modern day pauper's funeral. When we gathered for the service, my parishioner introduced me to his sister, saying, "Rev. Songbird, I'd like you to meet Aunt Princess."
Cinderella Smith. I love it.
love it too. You have a great eye Rach :)and a wonderful sense of humour!!
Happy belated anniversary...I'm a little behind.
Great Friday Cemetery Blogging.
That is fantastic.
Makes me want to rename my kids--they are princesses anyway :)
One of our childhood dogs was named Cinderella. We called her Cinders. I wonder what Cinderella Smith's nickname was?
Pooooooor Rach! What do you mean there are no pictures of YOU! Why don't you blog about how our parents only took one picture of me as a child while the old shoe boxes are full of little bitty Spookies running around. And furthermore, I had to steal that one picture just to preserve it.
Sincerely,
"bitter little brother"
~thinking baby brother must have a diaper rash~
When I was in elementary school, we lived next door to a couple named Veazey. I can't remember the husband's first name, but her name was Love. I think my dad felt awkward addressing her. I imagine that she had to enunciate carefully whenever she introduced herself.
Oh Cinderell Smith is SO an alias! She must have died while in the FBI witness protection program.
Love Veasey?!?!? Oh my word!
I totally agree, Headless. Ha ha!
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