One day, while making dinner, (with no magic, mind you,) Witch asked Wizard, “Would you like cheese bread with your dinner?”
Wizard, reading on of his heavy tomes on Alchemy and Radio Control Car Racing, looked up and smiled. “Sound wonderful.”
Witch pulled out the sourdough bread and frowned. “Hmm.”
“Problem,” Wizard asked, as he fancies himself a master problem solver.
Witch began preparing the bread, two pieces for wizard, one for herself (her magic wasn’t keeping her as svelte as she’d like). Spreading butter, then sprinkling with parmesan and paprika, Witch answered, “No problem. Two pieces are slightly smashed.” Then with an evil grin, she added, “Those are yours.”
Wizard, sensing a challenge, dropped his tome and approached Witch’s workspace. “I want that one,” he pointed to the perfectly shaped bread on the pan, ignoring the two smashed piece.
“That one is mine!” Witch proclaimed. “You get the two pieces, so yours smashed.”
“I want that one!” Wizard proclaimed once more in a voice a Supreme Authority.
Much bickering ensured until Witch decided to end the debate. She cleverly picked up the perfectly shaped slice and licked it. “There now it’s mine!”
Wizard narrowed his eyes, snatched the bread from her and licked the other side. “No it’s mine!”
At this point Witch and Wizard fell into unstoppable and quite undignified laughter. Witch eventually won only because her magic has dominance over the kitchen.
Sadly, this is a true story. While Witch and Wizard CLAIM to be adults, most people in the magical kingdom (that would be their three sons and Bailey Dog) secretly believe they are emotionally stunted at about twelve years old.
What do you think?
March 2nd, 2010 at 8:04 am · Link
Jen, you’re only as old as you feel, or in this case, act. Personally, I don’t see the need to act any older than I absolutely have to. Why bother acting like an adult if don’t HAVE to? At work, I must, but otherwise…
I prefer to live by the words of Jimmy Buffett ” I’m growing older but not up.” Life’s just so much more fun that way 
Now, I’m going to go NOT act my age with the hunks. Although, I do have to at least act 18. The things I have in mind would be illegal otherwise *evil grin* Okay, make that 21, cuz I wouldn’t want to promote underage drinking
March 2nd, 2010 at 10:33 am · Link
ROFLMBO!!! That is priceless Jen! Thanks for sharing that with us!!! I can not stop the giggles! But Dawn is soooooooooo right…. Why do we have to grow up. I mean I act like the adult at work… and when I have to (which still sucks)… but yea… 21 is about right – so we are not illegal nor are we promoting underage drinking – lmbo!!!
There is great truth in your story. Why should we grow up!
Now… I am off the lair to show the boys my age.. hee hee… Sneaky shoes… wand… mimosas… OH and it is only Tuesday… hee hee!!!! This is going to be some week!
March 2nd, 2010 at 10:36 am · Link
It sounds to me like you and the Wizard have an awesome relationship. They say (and you know “THEY” never lie) you better have more in common then your kids because eventually they move on and it’s just the two of you.
Love the story, thanks for sharing.
March 2nd, 2010 at 12:01 pm · Link
Dawn, exactly! Why do we have to act old and boring? Not that I’m recommending our childish behavior, but I really wanted THAT piece of bread.
Great, now the hunks are turning you all into witches who refuse to act their age
March 2nd, 2010 at 12:02 pm · Link
Cecile, work really does ruin our fun! I have to act like an adult with my editor, agent etc. Very trying
Hey, are you guys playing GAMES in the lair? Stop that!
March 2nd, 2010 at 12:04 pm · Link
Erika, THEY are right. Only my youngest son lives at home and he’s gone most of the time at school, work or girl friend’s. So it’s just us and we manage to still have fun.
Wizard reminded me about putting this story on my blog.
March 2nd, 2010 at 12:35 pm · Link
Sssshhhhhhhh she is on to us… keep it down…. hee heee….. mimosa have moved on to appletinis….. and the giggles have started!!!
March 2nd, 2010 at 1:58 pm · Link
Great story, Jen!! You know that will be a perfect scene to put into a book. I use little snippets of my life and insert them into my stories all the time.
And age is over-rated! I want fun!!
Speaking of…runs off after the other witches. I am constantly late, but at least the slayers are warmed up by the time I get here! LOL
March 2nd, 2010 at 2:13 pm · Link
Speaking as the oldest witch here, age IS overrated! Give me fun. Give me hawt, honkin’ Wing Slayers! Give me an appletini STAT! (Since I’m on heavy duty meds for my respiratory infection, they’ll have to be virtual, but hey…a witch can pretend!)
Go have fun with the Wiz, Jen. We’ll entertain the Slayers ’til you get done lickin’…bread.
March 2nd, 2010 at 7:12 pm · Link
Cecile, I can still hear you
March 2nd, 2010 at 7:13 pm · Link
Ashlynn, the hunks are all very excited by your news!
Good idea on putting that in a book, LOL!
March 2nd, 2010 at 7:13 pm · Link
I love it. That’s something I would do, in fact, I think I’ve done that before.
March 2nd, 2010 at 7:14 pm · Link
Silver, how do you know you’re the oldest???? But yeah, I’m all for fun too! Hot men and appletinis!
So sorry about the infection, hope you feel better soon!
March 2nd, 2010 at 7:15 pm · Link
Dru, really? I feel better to know we’re not the only ones
The expression on Wizard’s face was priceless!
March 2nd, 2010 at 8:04 pm · Link
Jen, don’t go blaming the hunks for our behavior. It’s not their fault. I’ve always been a witch who doesn’t like to act her age. Really, what fun is that?
Games? Yeah, that’s it. That’s what we’re gonna call what we’re doing in the lair
Course, these games all involve drinking and articles of clothing. Linc’s already lost more than his shirt 
And Phoenix is a little tied up right now *evil grin*
March 2nd, 2010 at 9:38 pm · Link
Jen…wanna have a contest?
I bet I win. Just sayin’.