If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?

🎀WHOEVER SAID ORANGE IS THE NEW PINK IS SERIOUSLY DISTURBED! 🎀

DEAREST GENTLE READER,

In the sun soaked Arizona desert, there was a young woman named Trailer Trash Annie, who, inspired by the iconic scene from “Legally Blonde,” perfected the “swish and flick” of her pink pen with unmatched precision. Every day, she would stand before her mirror in her modest trailer park home, practicing this ritual, believing it held the key to her future success.

Annie’s dedication didn’t stop there. She was a creature of habit, adhering to a strict routine that included:

1. Morning stretches with an excessive number of lunges.
2. A precisely timed breakfast consisting of exactly 30 swirls of instant oatmeal.
3. Practicing the “bend and snap” in front of bewildered convenience store patrons.
4. Spending hours crafting perfect TikTok videos with just the right amount of sass.

One fateful morning, as Annie executed her thousandth swish and flick, she felt a strange energy surge through her. The pen, now glowing with a mystical light, hovered in the air. Excited and bewildered, Annie realized she had unlocked a new power. She could control objects with her swish and flick!

Embracing her newfound talent, Annie decided to show off her abilities to the world. She TRAVELED BY PLANE to San Francisco where she quickly became a sensation, performing at parties, corporate events, and even on late-night talk shows. Her swish and flick could move everything from chairs to chandeliers, and she became known as the “Enchantress of San Francisco.”

However, her fame came at a cost. Annie’s once-perfect routine started to crumble. She skipped her morning stretches, her oatmeal swirls became chaotic, and her TikTok videos lost their witty charm. The more she relied on her magical pen, the more her life spun out of control.

One day, while practicing an especially elaborate swish and flick routine, Annie lost her grip on the pen. It flew out of her hand and straight through the window of her high-rise apartment. Panicked, she dashed out the door, chasing after it through the crowded streets of San Francisco.

Annie’s pursuit was relentless. She zigzagged through bustling markets, leapt over street performers, and narrowly avoided a mime’s invisible box. Finally, she saw the pen hovering above a building with a sign that read, “WordPress Offices, 60 29th Street #303.”

Determined to reclaim her pen, Annie burst into the building, causing a commotion as employees scattered in surprise. In her frenzy, she collided with a towering stack of WordPress manuals, creating a cascade of chaos. The pen, sensing her presence, zoomed towards her, but in a tragic twist, it struck a chandelier, sending it crashing down.

Annie stood in the midst of the wreckage, the once-glorious enchantress now reduced to a disheveled mess. Her routine shattered, her powers gone, she realized that the true magic had always been within her, not in the pen.

As the WordPress staff helped her to her feet, they vowed to rebuild the fucking daily prompt list to help improve her bloggin life, one swish and flick at a time, but this time, with a little less mindless repetition and a lot more creativity.

She then returned to her humble double wide at Sedona Sunsets with the return ticket she purchased!!!!

The End! 💋