Driving to Fremont, my new David Cassidy CD was BLASTING in my white mom-van.
I LOVE listening to him in the car because his voice gets all over me like chocolate.
And I started thinking about what I looked like in that van.
I look like a mom.
Mom’s drive vans.
But I AM a mom.
I’m a 45 year old fat old mom.
But I FEEEEEEEEEL like a 30 year old taller and thinner person in a
THUNDERBIRD.
A Ford T-Bird…..one of the new ones from a few years ago.
Would I still be a Mom in THAT car?
