Little Ms. Mischief

I'm not usually naughty or the wild and crazy type.

Honest!

I'm usually on the demure side

with a somewhat wicked sense of humor

lurking quietly below the surface.

But every now and then some trouble-maker

leads me astray.

"Will you take my picture kissing this statue?" asks Deb,

so sweetly that I succumb in a moment of weakness.

Click.

"How about another angle?"

OK.

"Your turn."

"But I'm not tall enough to kiss her."

This, after tiptoes proved inadequate

and no step-stool materialized.

"Well then, grab her butt."

Photo © 2010 by Deb Taylor

Or something............

Photo © 2010 by Deb Taylor

There's a disadvantage in being short

that should be apparent here.

It induces you to sacrifice your dignity

and sense of propriety.

Just call me Little Miss Mischief.

(And for additional musings, click HERE

to see my very personal Sepia Saturday.)

As if this post weren't personal enough!

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