A Wicked Little Tea Party

The day had started nice enough…lovely walk, beautiful blue skies, not a worry in my head.  Until I read The Note. 

A simple little phone message struck terror in my heart. I hadn’t seen the darn rabbit in a week!  Silly me had thought surely since the rabbit was much larger than the Chihuahuas that he would be safely contained in the yard.  I had forgotten about Rabbit Holes and magic doors . . . I began trembling.  What to do?  Oh, you only know the NICE Alice, the sweet little Alice when everything in Wonderland is going her way.  Well.  Alice has a wicked side.  I’ve seen Alice when she’s Angry, and she’s

TEN FEET TALL. 

And the pills that mother gives her won’t do anything at all to calm her down.  What to do, what to do?  Head spinning  . . .

Yes! A party!  With presents and bribes.  Get her in a good mood before I tell her the tragic little story about losing her rabbit.  And CAKE! Alice does love a good cake.

OOoooooo . . . cake dripping in chocolate with raspberries, boysenberries, and strawberries!  And Roses!

Low lighting . . . so she won’t see how nervous I am.

Perhaps a spot of tea will calm Alice down.

I had just stepped inside to fetch the tea…and there she was!Like magic, out of no where.  More like Black Magic.

“Oh Alice” I said trying to get on her good side.  If she has one that is . . . “I’m LOVIN the new tat!”

“Thank you” Alice purred. “It’s the Serenity Prayer.”

Well it must have been helping, because she was looking pretty serene.

It all seemed to be working for me . . . did that little bird in her hair just say something to me???

I think he said “remember”?!?

Remember what?  Getting nervous again.

I try to distract Alice with tea.  **heavy sigh of relief**.  She appears to be amused.  But that darn bird keeps chirping, “remember…remember”.

Remember what?  Alice does not like tea?

 

Of course.  Alice is twenty-one.  She likes a little wine.  What ever it takes to get her relaxed and to forget about her rabbit…

Alice starts singing a haunting little tune…ever so softly…I lean in to listen. 

“And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you’re going to fall…”  It sounds vaguely familiar.  And creepy.  Especially considering the news I have to give her.

“Alice?” I say.  “Hmmmm, yes?” she answers dreamily.

Again from the bird, “Remember what the dormouse said”.  What?!?!? What did the dormouse say? “Feed your head” he nearly shouted, as if the answer was that obvious.  Oh YES!

I offered Alice cake.  She nibbled on the berries.  Oh sure, Alice, I thought to myself . . . no wonder you stay so sleek.  Then I looked the cake over. . . all that whipped cream and chocolate that would be left over for me . . . oh, I was having a lovely vision of me and the cake . . . alone. . .with perhaps a little wine. . . when Alice spoke….nearly giving me a heart attack.

SOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooWHERE IS MY RABBIT????

I choked a little on my imaginary cake.

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm?”

“You didn’t . . . lose my rabbit, did you?”

again with the bird, SINGING this time,

“And the white knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "Off with her head!"

It’s getting spooky here.

Think quick, think quick!

The presents! 

Oh! Alice likes!

Of course she does . . . Alice adores herself. 

I push my luck a little too far in trying to pass this off as her Rabbit.

 

Bad idea.

Alice is texting her attorney.

Again with the bird, this time singing something about logic and proportion…

Suddenly, we hear rustling in the bushes.  I am filled with anticipation and fear and oh please let it be her rabbit!

Out pops that little white face with the teeny tiny little bunny ears.  I’ll tell you, I have never been so  happy in my life to see that rabbit.  “Off with her head” kept running through my brain, and I was counting my lucky stars.

UNTIL

 

I realized that Alice was feeding that rotten rabbit all the whipped cream off the cake!

Oh well.

All’s well that ends well.

It would have been a week’s worth of Weight Watcher points anyway.

Thank you for joining us in our Wicked Little Tea Party.

Now for the Giveaway!

Leave me a comment and I will enter your name in the drawing for this little prop from the photo shoot.  Alice will be picking the winning comment from a hat, so remember her wicked side . . .