I can't believe I said that my mom has a mustache. In front of a bunch of strangers. Strangers that included MLAs and the mayor! Oy. Some days I shouldn't be allowed out of my apartment.
My mom, stepdad, and I were at a banquet where my stepdad was one of the keynote speakers. As a result, we sat at a table with the other speaker, two MLAs, the mayor, and his wife. At one point the mayor addressed the room and, as part of his speech, talked about how November is Movember. He explained this meant that some men were growing mustaches for the month to raise money for prostate cancer.
When the mayor returned to our table, my stepdad complimented him on his speech and told him that I had just finished chemotherapy for breast cancer. The mayor asked how I was feeling and I told him I was feeling fine.
Unfortunately, I then went on to say that my mom had just shaved off the mustache she had grown to support me.
Sorry, Mom. Though...c'mon. That was funny.
How long can I blame stuff like this on chemo?