If you were ever wondering where I came from...

This should explain everything. This is the story that my mother typed up and just sent to all her friends on her birthday. I almost fell over laughing picturing her. Note that she is calling herself princess.

A Debbie Story -
Once upon a time (last night), a princess was sitting on a lazy boy when she looked over at her stepdaughter who was looking kinda weird.
"Uh, princess, she said, I don't want to alarm you but I believe I just saw a mouse!"
The princess, screaming hysterically, yelled, "Oh, My God, Lindsay, can I get up out of the chair". Lindsay, looking around all over, says, "yes, you're fine to get up". The princess gets up, runs to the hallway and parks her butt on a chair, watching T.V. from there. Lindsay, searching hesitantly all over, starts poking around the vicinity. She later informs the princess that when the princess moved from the chair, the mouse was probably under it, but she thought it would not be a good idea to inform the princess about this fact. Probably a very good idea!

The dashing Prince walks in shortly thereafter to the frantic screams of his princess, who yells, "thank God you're home, dashing prince, save me from peril and get rid of said mouse.". The prince and Lindsay resume their search, turning up nothing. Lindsay then decides she has imagined said mouse.

Life resumes as usual, when about a half hour later, the prince says, "Okay, everyone, I just saw it." The princess, yelling hysterically, runs to the garage and parks her butt in her car (a new Jetta, called Joan, which she just got in late August). The prince comes out to get a golf club, thus alarming his princess, who, although terrified, does not want said mouse killed - "Please, dashing prince, do not kill the offending mouse, catch and release it."

All attempts at finding said mouse were futile so the princess made a difficult decision. While her prince kept watch, she quickly (in about 2 seconds) packed a bag, got in her car and drove into town, where she spent the night in a Bed and Breakfast. When informing the owner of said establishment, who assumed the princess was from out of town, not over the bridge in Stratford, the reason why she was wanting to stay in a bed and breakfast, attempted not to laugh hysterically.

Update: Said mice has not been caught despite the dashing prince putting out 4 mouse traps. Therefore, the princess will probably be parking her butt at a friend's (Sandra) until the mouse is caught.