Separated at birth, nineteen years apart

If I had a penny for every time someone has said, "Has anyone ever told you how much you look like Vicki Lawrence?" I would have..... oh, a whopping 82 cents by now.

Since I was 13 years old, I've heard this. I hear it more when thinner than heavier because my face tends to round out quite a bit (like now) and I kind of lose that remarkable resemblance everyone claims I have.

I heard it again today from a complete stranger--as always. In fact, all of my friends are always like, "Huh? Who? Really? Vicki Lawrence? Yeah, I guess I kinda see it...." Must be something about knowing me in person versus not knowing me at all that makes the difference. (Although I'm pretty kooky like she is, so who knows.)

A couple of years ago, a friend of mine got to interview Vicki since he was writing a book about her. He actually took my photo to the interview and said, "This is my friend Susan, and everyone tells her she looks like you, and she wants you to know that she lives in Southern California so if you ever need someone to play your 'relative,' she's the one to call!" I couldn't believe he did that. But, supposedly Vicki kind of gasped at my photo and agreed that I do look an awful lot like her, and said she'd keep that in mind. Yeah, sure.

So far, I haven't had Disney calling, asking if I'll play Hannah Montana's aunt, so um... yeah. I'm thinking my odds aren't all that good at this point.

Maybe I should go on Dr. Phil afterall and claim that this is the reason behind all of my overspending.