Once upon a time in the land of fairies and magic, there lived a wicked witch in the Western domain. She was feared by all, with her dark powers and malicious schemes. For years, she had cast a spell of fear and darkness over the entire kingdom, causing chaos and devastation wherever she went. Rumors of her wickedness spread far and wide, and many brave warriors and heroes attempted to defeat her. But she was always one step ahead, using her cunning and black magic to escape or turn their efforts against them. The people of the kingdom lived in constant fear of her wrath, never knowing when she would strike next.
Plus, no one…I mean no one…wants to see green makeup sliding off her face and landing on the ground in a big puddle at her feet.
Disney didn t use any of those previous names because they belong to other writers, other works and they did not want to have to license those names from those respective writers. In the case, which concerned a company that attempted to sell film nostalgia merchandise, the appellate circuit ruled that it would be hard to visualize these characters without watching the movie, even if one had read the book beforehand.
The people of the kingdom lived in constant fear of her wrath, never knowing when she would strike next. However, as the years went by, something strange happened. The wicked witch's power began to wane.
JANE'S DOMAIN
You see, I’ve spent much of the last week being hot. I don’t like being hot. I’d rather be cold and put more layers on than to be hot, sweaty and sticky.
So you can imagine how much I loved it last weekend when we rather impulsively agreed to meet our friends and their three little boys at the Columbus Zoo.
In hindsight, we definitely should have checked the weather report first.While it was a beautiful, sunny day, the outside temperatures were approaching 90 degrees with the humidity level hovering somewhere around nine thousand percent. And if the percentage of humidity can be any higher than that, let’s go with that number. It was H-O-T, hot. And, even worse, it was horribly humid.
And I – much like the Wicked Witch of the West – was melting. You think I’m exaggerating? (She asks after saying the humidity level was 9000%.)I had applied my makeup that morning as I normally do before heading out in public lest I scare the little children, and by the time we’d gotten to the entrance of the zoo, it had all slid off my face and landed in a big puddle on the ground at my feet. Yeah, that was attractive.
Fortunately, my hair was pulled back off my face and neck, so that helped some, but I spent most of the day wiping sweat off my forehead to keep it from dripping into my eyes and yearning for central air conditioning.
Watching three little boys having fun at the zoo helped a lot – as did the ice cold drinks their dad kept handing us. Of course, the ice in those drinks melted within moments, but it was a relief while it lasted.
Even the boys had issues with the heat. They all wore adorable “Columbus Zoo” hats to shield them from the sun, but whenever we stopped to watch a show or see an exhibit that was out of the sun, they immediately took off their hats. And the hair on their little heads was all wet with sweat.
Their mom and I took turns blowing on their heads to cool them off. I had hoped they would think it was a fun game and do the same for us, but no such luck. Hey, by that point, anything cool would’ve been a relief.
After the zoo, we all had tentatively planned to hang out together and have a little cookout, but we were all so bedraggled, we decided it would be better to go our separate ways and peel off our soggy clothes and take showers just to feel human again.
Besides, none of us wanted to cook. Vince and I ended up ordering a pizza while our friends stopped somewhere on the way home and picked up dinner.
So while it was fun hanging out with our friends and a joy to watch those little faces light up with the wonders of the animal kingdom, I will have to remember that 9000% humidity is just a tad too uncomfortable and from now on we should probably seek indoor entertainment.
Speaking of being a tad uncomfortable, the next day I decided to drive to my elderly parents’ home in northeast Ohio. I had some paperwork they needed to sign and they are not equipped with newfangled gadgets like computers that could eliminate the need for five hour round trip road trips.
On the other hand, I am happy to spend a little time with my parents whenever I have the chance, so I was glad to make the drive.
What I wasn’t so glad about was the fact that my mom is always cold. And my mom rules the roost. So if Mom is cold, the heat in the house must be on even if the temperature outside is in the upper 80s.
I couldn’t tell for sure, but I think perhaps we could have cracked an egg on the family room table and it would’ve been sizzling within minutes.
Fortunately, I know that mom is always cold and that the heat would most likely be on, so I planned ahead. I brought with me a paper fan that I had picked up at the Ohio State fair a few weeks ago.
Smart, eh?Within moments of my arrival, I hauled that paper fan out of my purse and started fanning myself like the most zealous church lady in Alabama in August.
And it helped. A little.Dad, who is usually on the chilly side himself, was wearing shorts and a thin polo shirt and actually looked a little warm.
Finally, he picked up the inside/outside temperature gauge that was sitting on the table next to him and looked at it. Then he looked at me. And then he asked my mom if it was okay if he turned on the air conditioning. When my mother protested and asked him why, he said it was 81 degrees in the house!
Once I heard that, my hot flashes started anew.Mom, on the other hand, was perfectly comfortable in her long sleeve shirt and cardigan with a blanket covering her knees.
Egad. I know my thermostat these days is broken, but Mom’s must be set on permafrost. Does the woman not have any warm blood running through her veins?
I suspected that if we had taken my mother to the zoo the day before, she would have said it was a “little chilly” out.
By the time I left their house to drive back to Columbus I was, once again, a soggy, sodden mess. I turned every vent in the car so that it was facing me and I blasted that cold air all the way home.
And then I felt a little better.So while I am not a big fan of winter’s cold and snow and ice, I am very much looking forward to the changing season when there is a bit of a chill in the air and I can add a layer for warmth if necessary.
You know, I used to think the Wicked Witch of the West was just mean and nasty, but now I’m beginning to wonder if the lady was just plain hot.
Plus, no one…I mean no one…wants to see green makeup sliding off her face and landing on the ground in a big puddle at her feet.
It seemed as though her dark magic was losing its strength. Whispers of her downfall started to make their way through the kingdom, filling the people with hope and anticipation. It turned out that the wicked witch had become old and weary, her once formidable powers diminishing with age. She was no longer able to unleash her dark spells with the same intensity as before. Her minions, seeing her weakness, started to abandon her, leaving her vulnerable and alone. And then, one fateful day, it happened. The wicked witch's reign of terror came to an end. She was finally defeated by a young, courageous sorceress who had spent years studying and preparing to face her. With a final stroke of her wand, the sorceress banished the wicked witch from the Western domain forever. The news of the wicked witch's demise spread like wildfire throughout the kingdom. The people rejoiced, grateful that the darkness that had plagued them for so long had finally lifted. They celebrated with songs, dances, and feasts, grateful for the peace and freedom they now enjoyed. The wicked witch from the western domain has ceased to be. Her dark chapter in the kingdom's history closed, replaced by a new era of light and happiness. The people lived happily ever after, cherishing the memory of their victory and the bravery of the sorceress who had brought them peace..
Reviews for "The Western Domain Wonders: What Lies Ahead After the Wicked Witch's Demise?"
1. John - 2/5 - I was really disappointed with "The wicked witch from the western domain has ceased to be". The acting was subpar and the storyline was confusing. It was hard to connect with any of the characters and I found myself losing interest halfway through. Overall, it just didn't live up to the hype for me.
2. Sarah - 1/5 - I couldn't stand "The wicked witch from the western domain has ceased to be". The dialogue was forced and unnatural, making it difficult to engage with the story. The plot didn't flow smoothly and there were several gaps that left me puzzled. I wish I hadn't wasted my time and money on this production.
3. David - 2/5 - I had high expectations for "The wicked witch from the western domain has ceased to be", but unfortunately, it fell short. The pacing was off and the transitions between scenes were clunky. The set design was lackluster and did not enhance the overall experience. The potential for a great show was there, but it ultimately failed to deliver.
4. Emily - 2/5 - "The wicked witch from the western domain has ceased to be" didn't resonate with me at all. The character development was weak, leaving me feeling disconnected from the story. The humor felt forced and the jokes fell flat. The production lacked depth and substance, making it difficult to fully appreciate or enjoy. Overall, it wasn't a memorable experience for me.