I love myself
I think I’m grand
I go to the movies
and I hold my hand.
I put my arm
around my waist
and when I’m fresh
I slap my face!
A little ditty my mother taught me that my grandmother taught her .
This was an early blog post 4 years ago. The writing on my other blog, My Name is Jamie, My Life in Prison, could get mentally overpowering so I started this blog where I could lighten up or write about other things
One day my mother sang this song. I should record it. It’s cute. I laughed and laughed because I could my short grandmother, a flapper in the roaring 20’s, aging this song. Oh how she loved to dance. She met each of her 3 husbands on the dance floor.
So I thought I would share it again today. (smile)