February 18, 2016 (1/3)
As I was leaving the doctor’s office, the parking attendant said, “Can I have your ticket, sir? Oh, I mean, ma’am.” It’s not the first time I have had that happen. I have always had a flare for the tomboyish and have more than once been mistaken for my brother’s identical twin. Yesterday, I chuckled inside and smiled with pride as I got in my car to drive myself home.