Friday, July 08, 2005

solved mystery

Growing up, I always thought that I was adopted. There are two reasons for this: one, my brother and sisters constantly told me that I was. They said that mom and dad would deny it as to not hurt my feelings. When I would confront my mom and dad about the issue, they told me that I was their child and not adopted. I believed my brother and sister. Two, I did not really resemble anyone in my family. They are all short and jolly (a term I like to use as a replacement for the F word……we could say plump). I was taller than everyone in my family by the time I reached 14 years of age. I had to reach for things in the top cabinet for my mother at home. She took me to the grocery store with her so that I could get the items that were high upon the top shelf…way out of her lil’ midget like reach. Also, I was the only kid that needed glasses and the only kid with blood sugar issues.
I am telling you this because I think I found my birth sister. Her name is Norah.
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There is some resemblance, don’t cha think?

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Sorry about the sloppy photo editing. I had to try and cover up my big pink bra….Norah was not showing hers so I could not show mine. I NEED PHOTOSHOP PEOPLE, it has a wonderful smudge tool.

2 Comments:

Blogger j3 said...

you owe me for a new laptop...

(dabs keyboard with towel and wipes coffee from chin)

8:40 AM  
Blogger Sassypants said...

I can see a resemblance. Maybe if you went downtown and had Dale and Colin pose as bodyguards, people would believe you were Norah. It's worth a shot...you could get free drinks!

10:20 AM  

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