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Princess Christina

I know that somewhere, some place, there are writers who write deep, meaningful books wrapped around important themes, and they carefully choose each word, each sentence with the deliberate intention of driving their theme home to their readers.

Until I wrote my thirtieth book, TROUBLE IN HIGH HEELS, I didn’t even know I had a theme.

But I do. It’s family — finding family, keeping family, having family. To women, relationships are the most important thing in life. I know I talk about my family all the time. I bore my friends to tears, so … heck, let me bore you to tears instead!

It took me ten years to get published (I was a slow learner), and when I did, my family went to DisneyWorld.

Honest, it’s not just for football players!

My daughters were eleven and eight, so when we were in Epcot and the street players in the Italian section called us over to watch the show and invited us to sit close, I leaped at the chance to get the kids where they could see.

Oh, yeah. They could see, all right. They could see everything, like the players casting the play in which I was the star — the Princess Christina, wronged by her cruel step-mother and in need of rescuing by her hero, Bill the chicken farmer. He was another sucker plucked (get it? plucked?) out of the audience, this portly man who was a lot more embarrassed than I was, mostly because he had the line, “I luo-uo-uo-uove you.” May I say, I did an excellent job being the Princess Christina, getting rescued, and marrying my true love, Bill. What can I say? Acting, especially over-acting, comes naturally to me.

To this day, my family calls me, “Princess Christina.” My kids, now responsible adults, still giggle madly when they recall their mom on stage. And I never sit in front, no matter how tempting the street players make it sound.

So … what embarrassing thing did your parents do that your whole family still cackles about? Or what embarrassing thing did you do that entertained your family so much they’ll never forget it — no matter how much you wish they would? Hey, even better, what embarrassing thing did you do on purpose that humiliated your kids (besides merely existing while they were teenagers)? Remember — there’s nothing as much fun as laughing at your family!

Posted: 03/02/2009


 

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