A Dandy Merry Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the Dandy, every creature was stirring, most especially Candy. The stockings were hung and the mantle was complete and the tree was all glistening and the dogs, hustling treats.

The children weren't snuggled all cozy in bed, they were downstairs playing L-R-C with Jenna and Fred.
And Candy in Lanvin, Her Guy dressed in Versace, they had decided that this year they would dance and sing mariachi. So they invited the Trio, some family and friends and a party was held until the sun put it to an end.

When over at the table there arose such a clatter Candy sprang from her Louboutin's to see what was the matter. It was Frick and Frack, and a disagreement had sprung, between Left and Right no one knew who had won.  There was money to be had and they sat in despair, until they agreed that a donation to the Red Cross would only be fair.

The smiles on the faces of family and guest gave way for them both to know that they both had decided for the best. It wasn't about money or things or winning, this year was about love and about sacrifice and giving. Happiness and joy were both important and needed and Candy and her family were rich in both and could afford to concede it.

This year had been challenging, to say the least, what with Frick leaving the nest but staying in the East. Frick was in New York and was Frack learning to drive, and slowly they all learned that they would certainly survive. Then The Candy Bar came, the biggest challenge of all and for Candy she learned that she too, could stand tall. For her family chipped in and everybody had a job and when it was done and they opened, the entire group began to sob. They did it together! and Candy wouldn't have had it any other way, because it was a labor of love at the end of the day.

For Candy, she felt like her dreams had come true, and she whistled and shouted and called out her crew,
"To the top of the stairs, to the top of the hall, now dream and achieve and work hard for it all!"

She was so thankful and she knew that she was fortunate and blessed, but there were others this Christmas who were suffering and distressed. So she prayed to St. Nick, to God and to anyone else, "Please ease their suffering and bring peace to their hearts."

And I heard Candy exclaim as she climbed the stairs and out of sight, "Merry Christmas to all and to all a great night."

The Sole Of A Fairy Tale

There once was a man who made shoes. All of the ladies in the land loved the shoes that he designed and he was made a Prince.

The Prince's shoes were very special, and the ladies who wore them felt like a Princess. (that was after they went up a size and endured wearing them more than a few times) Because the shoes were so petite and so compact, the shoes were not comfortable at all. But the ladies didn't care. They had never seen such beauty and they had to have the shoes. The torture and pain that the Prince's shoes cost these fair ladies was but a small penance to pay for the magic that the shoes provided.

Not only were the shoes beautiful in every way, but they were branded with a red sole, the trademark of the the Prince and his Kingdom of quality. All the ladies coveted the red sole...but not all the ladies could pay the steep price for the red sole. If a lady was spotted wearing the red soled shoes, she was immediately thought to be an aristocrat.

The Prince's shoes were so sought after, that China began to knock off the red soles and sell their petty imposters in the village. But they couldn't fool the ladies that easily, for the devotees of the Prince could never mistake an imposter for a real shoe of the Prince.

One day the Prince came down to his Kingdom and provided his people with the pleasure of meeting him. He even signed a newly purchased pair of red soled shoes, and dedicated it to each lady. Even the commoners came out to meet the Prince and every woman in the land was found to be counting her shillings as so to come up close to meet the Prince and take home a piece of his Kingdom.

It was, for the ladies, their very own Cinderella moment, with their very own Prince. And every lady who left the Kingdom with their red soled shoes lived happily ever after. For that day.