Off with Her Brideshead!
Confessions of a Full-Time Wizard
By Shelly Mazzanoble
“All I wanted was cheese!”
Those were the last words I heard before I hung up the phone and headed off to my weekly D&D Encounters game.
Who would have thought stupid, smelly cheese cubes could cause such a ruckus?
I was still angry at the cheese when I took my seat around the table. Laura gave me a sympathetic look, since she too has dealt with the pressures of cheese.
“Know what the worst job in the world is?” I asked the group.
“Umm, shade mage who is about to be devoured by a pack of wolves?” Marty asked.
“Ha!” I scoffed. “That’s nothing. I’d rather be kibbles and bits than a wedding planner. Why would you go through all this pain and suffering for someone else’s cheese cubes?”
“What did she do this time?” Laura asked, amused by and all too familiar with my mom’s antics in the adventures of wedding planning.
About the Author
Shelly Mazzanoble will not be tossing her bouquet, mostly because she is shocked at how much flowers cost.