Today I am thankful for family history. My aunties told me that my mother wanted me to be this.... blonde.....blue eyed.....sweet....like the song. Well, the song pegged my nosiness. I am nosey. That's about it. Um......... I wonder what she thought when she got a redheaded child that looked just like her! What was she thinking?? I wouldn't have thought that. They got it right with the next girl. They named her Ginger. She was blond as a child. She wanted to be a movie star....just like Ginger on Gilligan's Isle. She's got red hair now. Ginger fits her. She's a sweet person, like a ginger snap. I wear my red hair as a warning label. ******** When I was growing up, my parents sang me this song.... They were alcoholics. My mother was murdered four years after this song was released. I'd rather have a glass of worms than a glass of tequila. I hate alcohol. I only drink it in honor of Dionysus. I'm selfish. I ...