I think I should not wait till the girls go down to write my posts... I am soooo wasted.
Part of the problem is, LaLa is at the end of her napping and this means a rearrangement of MY time, as in... I haven't figured out how to get some time I can call mine. This, this is wearing on me.
So I am almost to my Sunday Cringe, but I'm not there yet. Casting around for things to write about I ask Dadguy if he had any bright ideas about topics. I have a cache of ideas, but they all require actual sustained writing with an actual sustained brain for twenty minutes or more. Time I have, but brain power? Not so much.
"Well..." he said in his best I'm-thinking-really-hard-really-I-am voice. "You could always post about your love/hate relationship with your breasts."
I look at him, roll my eyes and shake my head. "What, you mean how I hate 'em and you love 'em?"
"Exactly."
I sigh my exasperation while he giggles.
"Admit it," he laughs. "You are thinking of posting about it now!"
Piffle.
Stupid boobs.
9 comments:
I think all women have a love/hate relationship with their boobs... right now - I hate 'em. But in the right top - they aren't so bad... lol
I never ever write boob posts. Ever.
I demand pictures.
I think I need to host the best post contest about boobs. That would be great.
The blogosphere needs more boob posts.
oh.my.rofl!
I'm going to show this to steve- that defines our love/hate relationship with my boobs to a t.
Yep...you nailed that one. Spouse Guy and I could definitely have had that conversation.
I'm pretty sure if there was a contest for boob posts I would win. Because I'm competitive and because I don't know many other people with G's.
jeebs, I could go on and on about boobs. especially after having used them for their God given purpose.
I agree, the subject matter is a polarizing one. You love them or you hate them. Sometimes both.
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