Monday

The Rule breaker

Sandra refused to use the sofa or chairs when she dined. She loved to sit on the floor-no matter where she was. It allowed her tablecloth skirt to be spread out before her in a jaunty fashion. Her husband, John always tried to convince her to get off the floor at dinner parties- but Sandra just smiled and fed him bites of food off her plate. She was oblivious to his pain. They were not invited back again. But Sandra didn't care- she thought she looked great eating this way, and that was all that mattered to her...she was a rebel. She was a rule breaker. Eventually John and Sandra divorced. She remarried to a man who was wheelchair bound. They could see eye to eye on everything.

7 comments:

Victoria said...

O Marcy - this ROCKS!! I am Sandra I do what I want too, you only live once why not have fun and breaking the rules is FUN!!!!

and Sandra does look very pretty!!

Renee said...

This is hilarious. I found your blog from a link on June Cleaver Nirvana...and this totally made me laugh! I look forward to more humor to brighten my day (ok, night, it is night now, but you know what I mean)

Amy said...

LOL that's so funny! I guess Sandra would enjoy eating in a Japanese restaurant - they eat on the floor too LOL

Threeundertwo said...

Forget Sandra! I want to fit into that orange dress!

Miss said...

LMAO WHY is that coffee table so damn low? So she can scoot over to it!

Alli ~Mrs. Fussypants said...

Bwahahahahahhaha!

christie said...

so funny