did you know that i am a warrior princess? i am. i was unaware of this up until today.
a few weeks back i took lucas, autumn, and emily to brown's inlet. they drain it in the winter, so we were down in the pond. the pond was less of a pond and more of a big mass of ice and mud. i was wearing a long dress so i decided to stay at the edge while the kids got messy. around the pond are many weeping willows, and i started making wreaths out of the fallen branches. i made crowns for all of us, and stuck one on my head. when the sun came out i took off my jacket, and stuck it in emily's stroller. lucas came over and smeared mud on my face, the little bastard. he had decided we should all put on 'war paint' and crawl under the deck of a house on the pond. i decided against this idea. my inner twelve year old boy did come out at that point though. i went running into the mud, soaking the bottom of my dress, and loosing my shoes twice. at some point school let out and some grade school kids started passing by. i decided this would be a good time to go home since lucas should have been home sick not crawling around in mud.
today we are back at the pond, digging up polished rocks someone dumped there. i'm jacketless and wearing another crown, of course. some boys who are probably seven or eight are standing across the pond staring at me. not just looking, but pointing and whispering to each other. i ask lucas if he knows them, and he says he knows of them but not well enough to know their names. i ask why they are looking at us and lucas says "oh, they think you are a warrior princess." i crack up, and give lucas a 'no, tell me the real reason.' look. he's not joking. i ask why in the world they would think this, and he tells me they saw me walking around in the mud with a stick and a crown on my head. they asked lucas about me, and he told them i was a warrior princess. now all these little kids kinda think i might be.
how fucking cool is that?
i told lucas to stop lying to younger children, and told him he might have to talk to the school psychiatrist (who he spends a lot of time with already) if he keeps this up. they are all a few years younger than him, and they are probably not the brightest children that ever lived. of course when i was eight i was sure tamara and i were really faries. we were insane though. tamara's mother was insane too. she assured us we were faries and one day we would turn into them. she said we had to watch out not to change in class or the teachers would be frightened and they might kill us. tamara and i told all our friends this. we also told everyone that our teacher was having sex with the teachers aid in the coatroom every morning. all the adults at our school thought we had been sexualy abused. hours looking at pictures of kids in bathing suits with someone saying "has anyone ever touched you in the bathing suit areas?" that was a hellish year. off topic? very.
i hope lucas does keep it up. now i feel bad about being out in jeans and a t-shirt. i feel i should dress all warrior princess'ish in case i run into any small, not very bright children. perhaps i should start wearing my crown out to the store?

anyway, other than realising my true calling in life i haven't been doing much. i have taken up writting smut while at work. yeah, you heard me. it passes the time. i use to read the wotr boards and post crap on livejournal but they are now keeping tabs on what i do online. i tried writing poems but it took too much brain power to do while talking to people. blah.

~amy~