My first grade teacher Mrs.Wright told me "Ivey Mae darlin you have ants in your pants." Four years later my fifth grade teacher jumped on board.
Then in my early twenties I overheard my mother's voice drenched in frustration asking dad "What is wrong with her?" To which he calmly replied "She has ants in her pants."
The woman I work with for over fifteen years smiled at me today as I jumped up to lower the air conditioner. In her sweet amiable tone she tells me " Lord I swear I never did see a grown woman that had ants in her pants like you."
OK it must be true.
What I want to know is where they came from.
