My teeth are yellow
When I was in my early twenties, right before I met my ex husband, I was single and pissed about it. I was 24 and completely convinced that I would end my days childless, alone with gazillions of cats. I was not only convinced but had reconciled with that fact, just not gracefully.
I remember my Mom tried to cheer me up by sending me valentines cards in the mail. The one I remember best went something like this:
Roses are red
My teeth are yellow
By this time next year
You’ll have a new fellow
I bet I still have those cards tucked away in a box.
I remember laughing out loud when they came in the mail, my Mom one of the coolest, funniest and silliest people I know. You’d think I inhereted my silliness from her, and Hell yes she gives me a run for my money!
But I have a father who can put us both to shame.. I suffer from that genetic double whammy of silliness..my poor son doomed to a life surrounded by loons.
