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Banquet

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Funny Friday. Final Day. You know what that means... Funny Final Friday

You and your muse are invited to the Blame on my Muse Awards Banquet. Write about the event in today's blog entry.


Daisy dressed up in her forest green ballgown, with embroidered daisies around the hem. It was positively formal. The upside was that the long skirt of the gown unsnapped leaving her in a short green tulle skirt. Green ballerina slippers were laced halfway up her legs. This is what she considered informal dress-up. I wore a pair of jeggings and a brilliant blue sweater, plain old sneakers, and fuzzy fall leaf sox. They were my best dress sox.

We entered the banquet together and Daisy quickly snuck off to the punch bowl to spike it with nectar. Punch was never sweet enough for her tastes. She always felt very naughty for spiking the punch though I have explained many times it is only really naughty if you add alcohol. But why would anyone do that? It isn't even sweet!

I found our table and sat waiting for Daisy to tire herself out bouncing from one sweet treat to the next. Uncharacteristically she brought a plate piled with mini pigs in blankets to the table and began popping them in her mouth as fast as she could chew. These aren't really piggies!

Daisy was a dyed-in-the-wool vegan and I didn't know how to break the truth to her. "Well, most of them aren't piggies. There might be piggy byproducts."

Byproducts are tasty!

I sighed and let it go. I have always felt she was more canabalistic eating only other plants than she would be if she ate meat, but I also know it made musical sense to her.

The emcee stepped up to the podium to begin the awards part of the banquet. I made sure Daisy was occupied and settled in for the real entertainment. Here came the monkey with the banana rum...