A few thoughts on being Lickable.

Lickable? Well yeah, I guess that was going to be me 3 years ago.
I dont think Ive ever really told this story, But here it goes......

My mother-in-law for my birthday a few years back wanted to buy me personalized license plates for my new minivan. I thought that sounded alright. We went down to the place where you pay for tabs for your car (Im spacing on the name) and she filled out all the information for me and then presented it to me, very proudly I might add.

My new plates were going to say "Licabel". My nickname is Aliciabelle. This was her way of shortening it for me.
How do you break it to your mother-in-law that you dont want to be that "lickable" woman driving around town in your minivan with 3 kids in tow?

I couldnt tell her.

She was oblivious to it.

I felt bad, so I said thank you. And I still to this day praise GOD that I never actually received my plates. THAT was the best present.

I am officially Un-Lickable.