31 Days of Make Believe: Meet Jonna, Day 30
Jonna Pantelis online is the Tattooedmommie because she says, "it’s quite an accurate description of me."
Jonna has four blogs that she works on - she's a girl after my own heart!
Me, Myself & Jonna which is about "Life and my twisted perspective of it."
My Little Green World: "My attempt at not destroying the planet."
Totally Not Gourmet: "My trial and errors in the kitchen."
Kiss my Cache! "Geocache, that is!"
*Now for the Make Believe Part*
What did you always want to be when you grew up as a kid? Why?
I always wanted to be a lawyer, maybe it was because I thought it would be the one legitimate way I could argue and not get told to, “Not argue with your elders”. Or maybe it was because I always dreamed of being some big shot attorney, living the high life.. you know, like Matlock! Because we all know that small town demeanor and southern charm was all a farce!
What is your favorite fairy tale and why?
My favorite fairy tale was always Hansel & Gretel, two kids, wandering around in the forest and finding a candy house, score!
It is the night of the big ball. The one you are destined to marry is among the crowd, so you’ve dressed your best. Describe your outfit.
A little black dress, strappy shoes and some shiny earrings, I don’t get much more fru-fru than that.
Your life has been selected to be featured in an upcoming fairy tale style movie. What is the title and premise?
Bad Girls Gone Good: A tale of love, marriage and how all of that can ruin dreams of being a sassy, bachelorette for life!
You need to be rescued. Where are you and what is going on around you? Describe the scene as your hero approaches.
I’m in a most desolate looking place. Things, items that once held value, once beautiful, now are strewn everywhere. I’m lost, confused and almost in a state of shock. My hero, a broad man in stylish clothes with a good hair cut and groomed facial hair comes to my rescue as he asks, “Miss (because you certainly don’t look old enough to be a ma’am), what happened here?” and as we both turn and look, we see the cause of all the destruction. “Hi, my name is Kneeeeee-Koooooos I’m 2!” a little voice squeaks. We both turn and run for our lives knowing that this temporary cuteness that the handsome little boy oozes is only a distraction to continue the mass destruction that only a child knows how to inflict on one house within only hours.