I am Romulan

I have always liked Star Trek, despite the overwhelming sexist and demeaning attitudes towards women, I dare say it's my "guilty" pleasure. But until now, I sort of minimized my interest in the show. What happened was this:

Ava went down for her morning nap, it was unusually long for her morning nap, almost three hours in length. However, this was an unexpected and delightful treat for me. I was able to nap today as well. Although my house was in need of my attention, I opted for a few hours curled up in bed. That's when it happened. I found my self in a dark, loud room reminiscent of an old Star Trek set, fog and flashing lights included. With black hair, Bettie Page bangs and A-line framing my up turned eyebrows, there was no mistaking it, I was a Romulan. Captain Kirk and Spock soon entered the room and sat down in front of me. I had important information to give them, something that would save the Federation from it's impending Klingon attack. In hushed tones I attempted to warn them, but being a Romulan, they were hesitant to listen, that was until I did a mind meld with Spock. Although Romulans and Vulcans are distantly related, Romulans aren't known to mind meld the way Vulcans are. However, I was able to initiate a mind meld with Spock, thus sharing everything I knew and he was able to see the truth and as we were being attacked, all three of us beamed up to safety.

That might be the last time I eat a snickers and cheddar potato chips before I go to sleep, or not.