I Look Like a Movie Star

I know it's true because a little old lady at church told me.

Mrs. M is a sweet women. She's the devout sort who attends the early Mass and arrives all decked out - the suit, the hat, the purse, the gloves.

The last time I saw her, she raved about the baby and, really, about all the kids.

"You have the most beautiful family," she gushed to Dave. "That baby, those boys!"

"And your wife, " Mrs. M continued. "Well, she looks just like a movie star. That's why you married her, isn't it?"

This was a first for me. No one - I mean no one - has ever said that I look like a movie star. Mostly because I don't. But this didn't stop Mrs. M. She kept right on talking.

"What's the name of that actress? Oh, oh, yes, Sally Field. She looks just like Sally Field!"

Sally Field.

Yes, I look just like Sally Field. Gidget. The Flying Nun.

"Don't forget Sybil!" Dave added helpfully.

I think I'll call my Mary Kay lady. Or Google botox?