I have to tell this story before I tell why I originally started this post. (I will tell the story to the best of my knowledge...my little brain doesn't remember all of my dad's crazy stories but I'm trying) When my dad was in college, he and his roommate were at the mall smelling cologne. They looked over and saw Marie Osmond smelling colognes also. They kinda nudged each other so eventually they got closer to her. Then she politely asked if they would mind if they sprayed some cologne on themselves so she could smell the difference because she was buying some for her brother or boyfriend. My dad being the smarty pants he is, sprayed his finger and stuck it out there for her to smell it. Then it was his roommates turn. He sprayed his neck so obviously Marie had to get closer to him. I am pretty sure my Dad has always been jealous of his witty roommate who didn't skip a beat! Anways...I find the next story very coincidental!
For the past couple years...I guess since I got out of the dorky age- like when I grew into my ears and feet and well chubby cheeks, people will randomly be like, "you look so familiar." I just kinda give them a blank stare (you all know the stare) and think to myself, "I've never seen you before in my life." Then after they comtemplate it and there is awkward gawking at me while they study my face they say, "You know who you look like?" Thoughts go through my mind like, "uh probably my mom or dad or sister..." Then they say, "You look so much like Marie Osmond." I just smile and say thanks...guessing its a compliment...I mean its not like I grew up singing along with "The Osmonds". But just to prove that I am my parents child...I look like my Mom more than my Dad, Marie more than my Dad and equally between my Mom and Marie. So I guess, Marie really only did smell Dad's finger and that was the end of their relationship because clearly Jim and Tammy are my parents!