So I thought this comic was pretty funny, since those of us in the blogging world can probably relate to this pondering when we are having a bit of writer's block.
But guess what I found to blog about when I glanced out my front window (waiting for something to blog)....
Yeah. I KNOW!
What on earth is Mother Goose doing here, right? Well of course I went outside with my camera in hand. It just looked up at me as if to say, What? You thought I was just in fairy tales?
And I'm all like, Um, Yeah so where's your apron and hat? And shall I wake Olivia so you can read your book to her in person? Perhaps she can fly around on your back?
So after I followed her around a bit, (she was as tall as my shoulders!) I snapped some photos and tried to get her attention again by making silly noises with my mouth. She comes over to me, and leans in to whisper a little something in my ear with a bit of an attitude.
You stupid humans, she says. Look at how big and regal I am. Look at the beautiful black feathers around my eyes and the way that my neck curves so elegantly. Do you really think a GOOSE of all creatures, would look as lovely and as big as me? Mother Goose and I have nothing in common.
Then she informs me that She is a He. And that if I want to be a proper mother to my own kids, then I really need to brush up on my Fairy Tales, and read the story about *The Ugly Duckling.
I blushed. He's right, I'm not as current with my Children's Tales as I should be. Dora the Explorer, Elmo, and Wheels On The Bus usually trump whatever suggestions I might give for reading material.
So, next time I just happen to see a 4 foot tall white bird walking across my lawn, I will do my best not to insult it by calling it a goose.
....But I must say, whatever story He came from, it was nice to see that sometimes, Fairy Tales do come true!
*I'm a Swan, not a Goose and Animal Control was called to come rescue me and my broken wing. No animals were harmed during the making of this blog post.