My mother has two sisters that are much older than her, my Aunt Shirley and my Aunt Ruth. Now, my family is of Ukrainian desent and my two Aunts both married Polish men. I can't even spell their last names without looking it up. My Aunt Ruth has always been a larger woman. She is your typical Polish Aunt in polyester pants, always trying to feed you something and has a million chachkies around the house. The last time I saw her she was sporting a pretty good beard and had hair growing in other facial regions.
Last night something was bothering me in my ear. My husband shines a flashlight in it and pulls out a 3/4 inch hair.
I might as well order the polyester pants to go with it.
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I know what you mean, J, you're not alone. ;-)
This getting old thing is kind of weird, isn't it?
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