Some Butterflies are Free Forever, but Mine Lives in a Jar!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
I still do not have time to elaborate or slightly exaggerate the butterfly tale. I am up to my neck in registration, email, and adding voice to Power Point lectures so the auditory learners do not have to read. Just taking a small break while Power Point uploads a large file.
So the painter of the portrait must have seen a butterfly in a jar somewhere. She is a dear dear dear sweet friend of mine. She was in my office Monday, and she leaned over to look at the top of the jar. Then she gave me this soulful look and said, "I can't believe you lied to me." I am thinking, why the heck not? I am the Queen of tricks and a very good liar . . . . I mean actress. I convinced a one of my children that Greer's Ferry Lake is full of anacondas. She did not go swimming the whole summer. I convinced my son that the government is burying nuclear waste in a neighboring community. I have pulled untold tricks at work. I even get them on April Fools Day when they are expecting me to pull something!
So . . . she cannot believe I lied to her? I don't get that. ha ha ha! I asked her when she knew. She said she knew last week but was not sure. She did not tell me because she had already spent all those hours painting the portrait. LOL She called me a Butthead! Can you believe that?
She has not busted me to the rest of the office yet, though. One of the bosses noticed that there are butterflies on the jar -- raised in the glass. I put this really wistful look on my face and said, "Yeah, my Nanny gave me this jar years ago. Did you ever have any butterfly jelly or jam?" Well, of course she did not, but I established a valid reason for the butterflies to be on the jar. heh heh heh
Another lady comes in to say good morning to Mona. One of the guys in the office seriously wants me to turn her loose. And then there is this other lady who is really going to bust me before it is all over with. She is constantly complaining about Mona being in that little jar. She even commented that someone was going to report me to the animal rights people. Seriously. She is always wanting me to put her in something bigger, so I told her that I let her out at home. She can fly all over the house, and always comes back to her little jar.
So today, she finds this huge monster jar of cheese balls in the back. They are for a student event. I bet that big clear plastic container is probably 4 or 5 gallons. It is very big. She wants us to take all of the cheese balls out and put them in ziplock bags, so we can use the container to give Mona more room.
I cannot decide if I should let her do all that work before I tell her the truth, or wait until the last minute and let her "see" the truth when I take the lid off the jar. I might just tell her that Mona likes to be near me on my desk and that container is too big to put on my desk.
Decisions decisions . . . . . .