We created Tickle Your Fancy to enjoy the fun stuff that takes place in The Reading Café, as this is a place we can all hang out, while we drink our coffee or sip our margaritas. Just relaxing and talking about books can lead to funny stuff when we are having fun. Below is another one of our contributors. so without further ado….
Tricia Talks
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet – William Shakespeare.
Name, name, name……I need a name for my corner of Tickle My Fancy………UGH….The pressure of a name…….. Pick the wrong one and it falls flat, like a bad joke. Pick the right one and it fits, just like Cinderella’s glass slipper. Barb and Sandy have given me great ideas…..Totally Tricia….Talking with Tricia….Tripping with Tricia…..
Tripping with Tricia brings to mind a run in I had with a curb and that blue rascal the Cookie Monster. Let’s reminisce, shall we?
Once upon a time, I was at a Christmas party for work, all of the important people were present. You know… the people you want to impress. So I mingle and charm my way through the party, being my cute little self. At the end of the night I was walking out the door carrying the leftover cookie tray that I brought. I’m talking and walking and WHAM! I trip over a curb. I slam into a co-worker, cookies go flying high in the air. It was spectacular. I ripped the knees out of my new pants and scuffed my new boots.
After the police investigation, eye witnesses confirmed that the Cookie Monster was seen sneaking up behind me, giving me a violent shove. Once I was on the ground, the Cookie Monster stole my cookies! But the justice system did prevail!!! The Cookie Monster is now serving three years in minimum security and is currently on a 12 step cookie program.
On a side note, my incident with the curb prompted my employer to paint all of the curbs at our headquarters a BRIGHT yellow. Not exactly the lasting impression I was aiming for but whatever. So maybe Tripping with Tricia isn’t the perfect glass slipper. It fits more like a pair of scuffed boots.
Talking with Tricia? Is that the name? No, it doesn’t seem to fit. Totally Tricia? No, that’s not it either. Talking Trash with Tricia? GASP! Who says I talk trash???? Not using that name, Barb will be washing my mouth out with soap! I’ve thought and pondered, trying to find the perfect name. I will be contributing random thoughts, talking about whatever pops in my head. Sounds scary, but it really isn’t. Tricia…..talks. THAT’S IT! Tricia Talks. Ahhhh, the perfect glass slipper. Thanks Sandy and Barb for the perfect name. Now that I have on my glass slipper, would you two please find my Prince Charming? I’m really tired of kissing frogs.
Welcome to Tricia Talks. I hope you enjoy my random bits of nothing.
*Disclaimer: Tricia or the Cookie Monster was not permanently damaged in the writing of this post.*
Tricia
