Sales Fairy Dancer 8
by Terri Waters
Title
Sales Fairy Dancer 8
Artist
Terri Waters
Medium
Photograph - Photograph - Watercolour Painting
Description
A dear friend going well above and beyond the call of duty.
Tutu is running around dusting while wear a marvleous "french maid" outfit, complete with daring white tutu, and feather duster, he pauses, as if he hears something, nope, he smooths out his tutu and continues to dust.
On the road! Tutuman, the cleaning person is on his way to those who need him as the cleaning fairy is laid up.
Beautiful day for a drive, the top is down, Wind blown thru my hair, The tutu is flapping in the wind,,,I have tunes blaring,
I'm on my way to Texas where I'm needed to attack the fur dust bunnies and hay,,,then to head on further east, eventually to Florida and maybe across the pond.
I think I just crossed Texas stateline, making good time, music is a playin, I'm singing along, although the Tutu keeps blowing up in front of my eyes. When I look in my rear view mirror.
Oh c**p there's a cop behind me!! Must be one of Texas finest.
while I'm waiting for the Texas patrolmen to come back, he's sitting in his car on his computer,,,,,,says I was going a bit to fast,,,and my vision was being blocked by frilly white tutu.
I can tell he was a bit impressed with my French maid outfit with the daring white tutu, as he looked up and down at me numerous times...of course it's a bit chilly, so I was "nipping" out a bit.
Ummm,,,,,, I'm not going to make it to Joan's, not for a while yet......darn,,,,,,,
the Texas finest decided lock me up,,,,,something about an 72 hour psychiatric hold...( I don't know why )
..I may need bail money too. They didn't like all the fertilizer in the trunk of my convertible, (I was bringing it in case I needed to fertilize that burnt spot on Joan's lawn, from my incident last summer)
My cell mates are sure looking me kind of funny,,,,,calling me "Honey,,,, and ,sugar and some other words that I won't repeat,,,,,and I heard something about a "cavity search"???
My cell mates keep dropping things on the ground, (they're so clumsy) and want me to pick it up for them,,,don't know why,,,,I think maybe they all have bad backs?
shhhh, now they're sleeping, time to get back to work,,,,,(filing away on the bars)
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March 7th, 2015
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