Thursday, August 9, 2012

When Short Visits Tall

When I visit my tall friends and family (and pretty much everybody is taller than I am about the time they reach fifth grade), this is what I see in the mirror:

On the upside, I don't see any wrinkles.  If you see broccoli in my teeth though, please tell me.  Otherwise, I'll never know.

1 comment:

A Wandering Soul said...

Hahahah. I feel the same way when I visit with my in-laws, except my neck is always hurting from looking up at them for the weekend. Lucky enough they always marry someone my height.

Speaking of short, I had a client the other day mention how short I was and asked me what it was like down there. I told him it was cooler since heat always rises. :op