Friday, February 27, 2004
Say the Magic Words...
I’m feeling antsy. I want something to change. I want it to be me. I want to change. But I’m an instant gratification person so let’s make it snappy already. So I try all the magic words I can think of.
Alakazam!
Presto!
Open says me.
Open sesame?
I wiggle my nose and snap my ponytail like Jeannie. Still nothing. Gosh, she made it look so easy.
Poof!
Nope.
Pretty please?
With cherries on top? I whine in my little girl voice.
Nothing’s changed.
“Ala Peanut Butter Sandwiches!” I shout with confidence.
Damn. Still nothing.
So, I resort to the tried-and-true method.
“Take off four inches and add some funky layers, please.”
Viola! Ta-da! Presto!
Change!
Love,
Zoë
