What you don't know

Did you know that almost everyone thinks you look like a baked potato without the skin? That made me, myself and I, laugh out loud. I wonder if Betsy knows she is in a wheelchair? How about Robert? Does he know he's a hillbilly? Yes he does and is actually quite proud of the fact. Have you ever seen a woman at Meijer's or Walmart and wonder who told her, her outfit was hot? Then you look to her right and there he is. Some people aren't meant for short shorts early in the season or any season. Halter tops and big boobs are not hot. Especially when the boobs hang out below the top. Then there is that layer of chub that says, "look at me I've had three kids and wear my American flag tattoo proudly." I can't help but wonder if you really know what you look like? It's like when you hear your voice after being taped and you think, "ewww, do I really sound like that?" There's nothing better than seeing yourself in a snapshot. I love that word. Then it's just like when you first heard yourself. You say, "Oh my GOD. Is THAT what I look like??" You cover your face and vow never to go out in public again. True story. How about the boys who jazz up any small foreign car with a muffler, spoiler but can't quite afford the paint job. I laugh myself silly when I see that. But you know, when that boy sees that in the driveway he beams from ear to ear - because he doesn't know. Who am I to tell him any different. I had an El Camino. Brown with a black vinyl top, Creger wheels and - AND it could be jacked up in back. God, I was COOL. My niece has a cool car and she looks cool in it. No doubt she turns a head or two while she cruises along the beltway at 90mph. I wonder if she knows she looks good in it? You do, Amalie. I, Cheryl Brewer, have no desire to know the truth. Zip it up and keep it to yourself. Because... you know that I know that you know that I already know.