I'm the woman who used to think that middle-age spread was a cocktail dip.
If it weren't for my adam's apple, I'd have no shape at all.
Think of me as a sex symbol for the men who don't give a damn.
I am descended from a very long line my mother once foolishly listened to.
I'm at an age when my back goes out more than I do.
The last thing my kids ever did to earn money was lose their baby teeth.