On my last post, the one about the earrings, my dear friend Mallory commented: "I'd go for the pink ones. They'll bring out your ears...haha just kidding. They're the cutest." Mal, I know you were joking but my ears could possibly use a little help and this reminded me of a story.
I was 12 (or possibly 11) when my family and I were visiting my great-grandparents Tilden and Evelyn in Denver. I'm pretty sure it was the last summer that both my step-brother and-step sister came to stay for the whole summer. At least once a month we would go to Denver and visit while eating a large, old-fashioned meal. Tilden and Evelyn literally lived right next to Water World and in the summer months we would spend the day there. Anyway, on one particular visit great-grandma Evelyn was talking to my step-sister and I when she told my sister that she had such attractive ears and because of this she would find a wonderful husband. She didn't comment on my ears. I hadn't known Evelyn for very long because she was on the step side of the family and I didn't know if she was slightly crazy (she was) but I knew that when she said it then that she was serious and she meant it. I remember feeling sad because I thought my ears were just as deserving of a wonderful husband.
Seriously, my ears don't stick out but at the same time they aren't pressed against my head. They aren't incredibly large, oddly small, floppy, droopy, pointy or deformed in any other way. However, my sister is married and her husband does seem like a pretty stellar guy while I find myself rather un-married. Perhaps if the pink earrings would bring out my ears they aren't such a bad idea.
