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Just Like Cinderella

I am going to the FIDF (Friends of the Israel Defense Forces) gala tonight, and I’m feeling JUST LIKE Cinderella. Except instead of a new blue ball gown, a twice-worn short black dress that may or may not fit. And instead of gleeful mice helping me get ready, a family of beady-eyed rabid rats scratching at my balcony door. And instead of a horse-drawn carriage, a delayed 6 train car with two separate puddles of urine. And instead of a fairy god mother, my jewish mother texting me right after I post this to ask “so who’s going tonight?” And instead of Prince Charming, a balding jew in finance.

Basically we’re both blondes.

Well, this season we’re both blondes.

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Sassy Pedicurist: Freeze the Eggs? Not a gift.

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Discussing my upcoming 33rd birthday…

Sassy: “You buy yourself something nice?”
Me: “I was thinking I’d freeze my eggs.”
Sassy: (head in hands)
Me: “I take it you don’t approve?”
Sassy: “A new dress is gift. Nice dinner. Long massage. Date with good man. Freeze the eggs? Not a gift.”
Me: “I think it is. It’s a smart, proactive, responsible decision that will relieve some anxiety.”
Sassy (pointing to adjacent customers): “Now you make EVERYONE in here sad.”

Oh ok. Further Excused. 

We called the parent of the child who was late because “my mom was doing my hair.” We politely suggested that this was an unacceptable reason to be 2 hours late to school (this child is chronically late).
 
Mom had a good defense, though: 
“Well it was mostly because I was doing her hair, yes. But it was also her issue of time management. She slept in late by accident.”
 
Well maybe you could wake her up? She’s 9. 
Also you are very bad at doing hair.