Lookin’ GOOD!

I was in Starbucks the other day, getting my coffee and Raspberry muffin. I noticed some cute motorcycle cops in there, and I thought, “Hey, cute cops!”

 I like cops, I married one…I guess it’s the uniforms…

Anyway, I was ordering my coffee, and I could feel them looking…and I thought, “Oh yeah, I look good!”     Uh huh.  I continued to add cream and Splenda to my coffee, and glanced over… Yeah…they were still looking.

 I thought, “Yeah Baby! I got my spanx on,    I’m looking GOOD! “   

I go to my car feeling happy, young and flattered… I get in my car and glance in the mirror as I am backing out, and...GHASP! …my bangs are still BARREL ROLLED FROM MY CURLING IRON!! 

 They weren’t lookin’.., they were LAUGHING!!….  

   That’s when it hit me. When you are too old to remember to comb your hair before you leave the house….. No one is lookin’…

(exert from my upcoming book, "Grandma Rides a Motorcycle")