Rindercella and the Glass Roller Skate

When I was a little girl, my Papa would come and visit my family. When we were very little, occasionally, we'd convince him to tell us a bedtime story. My favorite was the story of Rindercella and the Glass Roller Skate-- your classic fairy tale, except, you know, she goes flying down the stairs on her bum. In time, Papa forgot the story, and so the details have faded, but it's a fun idea that I'll reinvent someday for my children.

In the meantime, it's the story of my life, newly married, starting our life together-- a perfect fairy tale, just slightly..... off a bit.

So here's my shot at telling my story. No rules, no plans, no glory, no glass slippers. Not even a pair of roller skates.