So Superdude, my recently returned missionary son has a girlfriend…or at least a girl that he’s hanging around a lot lately that might possibly be a girlfriend. It must be kind of serious because Superdude went with the girl to see the play Once Upon a Mattress -not his usual form of entertainment. Once Upon A Mattress is a musical adaptation of the story of the Princess and the Pea and like so many fairy tales and stories, the villain of story is a wicked queen.
So the next day Superdude is telling Ebay and I about his date and the play. I asked him if he liked the show. He said he did - that it was pretty good but that he noticed something kind of funny. One of the characters really reminded him of me. I was intrigued. Was it quirky Princess Winifred, or feisty Lady Larken? Oh no…it was Aggrevain…the wicked queen.
“Hey, that’s kind of harsh,” I say.
“I don’t mean that you’re wicked, just that I know you’re always thinking the evil things the Wicked Queen was saying in the show – it was funny.” Superdude answered.
“So this is a compliment?” I ask?
“Oh sure,” Ebay pipes up. “We always think you’re the wicked queen.”
“What?!” I exclaim. “I don’t have hatch evil plots to take over the kingdom.”
“Yeah, but you would turn a lot of people into toads if you could.” Ebay answered.
“And you know that villains are always your favorite.” Superdude added.
“Hey, I don’t like the Queen in Snow White or Malificent in Sleeping Beauty – they’re just not nice,” I offer in my defense,
“Yeah, but how about Ursula in The Little Mermaid…Winifred Sanderson in Hocus Pocus, Miranda in The Devil Wears Prada?” Ebay counters.
“So you’re wicked like that.” Superdude said kindly patting my shoulder.
“Yeah…wicked in a funny way,” Ebay agreed.
So while I have to admit my initial response is “Off with their heads” and I’m still not sure the big goobers don’t deserve to be turned into toads…I guess I could take it as a compliment to my dark and slightly wicked sense of humor.
A word to the wise though boys, if you’re going to lovingly compare me to Cruella Deville, you might want to wait awhile before you announce that to any potential girlfriends -
Now where’s my 101 Dalmations?