I love him but sometimes Prince Charming forgets to live up to his name. I don't know what it is, but sometimes he forgets that there are two adults in this conversation not a King and subject. He doesn't get to give orders and expect me to follow blindly with yes my lord, and no my lord. I can argue back without him rolling his eyes and tuning me out. One of these days, Prince Charming is going to sigh at me and roll his eyes and tell that this is how it is end of discussion and he is going to get a dainty glass slipper up his charming behind!
But then I know he will call me later and be all sweet and charming and I'll forget to be angry, how frustrating! I am such a whimpy princess!
On the other hand, I have come to the conclusion that my castle was less of castle and more of a dungeon. With dark stained walls and carpets and tiny cracks mislabelled as windows, you could be forgiven for looking for the chains in the walls. And the royal princess is sleeping in a cubby hole in the dark.
Well, I have to go now and let her know her sentence has been commuted on account of good behavior.