"Look, I wasn't wanting melons, just a cute curvaceous B"
- Deirdre Flint/The Shuffleboard Queens
I've always been introspective. And certain parts of you, whoever you are, have always been "fill in the blank." Be your self. Always.
This blog is certainly part of my personal journey back to self...and as a Leo, I will always have a tendency to "pimp my ride." It is what it is.
This blog is certainly part of my personal journey back to self...and as a Leo, I will always have a tendency to "pimp my ride." It is what it is.
This past year, I had a few life-changing epiphanies which I am very grateful for. Make no mistake about it, everything happens for a reason - the good, the bad and the downright weird. We are all connected and every action, big or small, has a ripple effect in our lives.
Maybe you start a blog with boobs, get a divorce, delve into life's mysteries and end up right back where you started...BOOBS!
Life is funny that way.
And while I will never cease to delve, today I'm truly thinking about boobs. They do come in pairs (although I have a friend with one boob, cancer took one and she's desperately hanging onto the other), so they could easily fit into the category of "duality." But I won't go there. That would be weird.
So. Boobs. I have so many fabulous female friends in all shapes and sizes. Fortunately, most of my female friends are happy with themselves. However, we know the rules are a little different for us. And I hate rules. This is one of the reasons I'm not keen on marriage. If we need a "license" to love, we've probably missed the point. But I digress. (Wow...I've always wanted to use that expression. I've envied others who use it in just the right place, without sounding trite. Yes, I'm pimpin'.)
Some women give birth and lose their original figures. You know, the figures that make it easier for you to get pregnant in the first place? For whatever reason, I didn't really develop until after I became a mother. One day a girl and the next...bam...a woman! Cool. I have real boobs now! Not that they weren't real before, but the bigger ones were really real!!! Although, looking back, they were rather uncomfortable.
I'm not sure exactly what happened, but this past year they decided to disappear.
Okay mister man...imagine waking up one morning to the realization that the dick fairy paid you a little visit during the night and stole half your winky! You might feel a little weird at first.
So I felt a little weird at first. Then I got used to it. And one day I realized that I had cute little hippie boobs, again...and Kimmy Sue woke up to the fact that those boobs suited her best.
I'm feeling more girlish than I have in a very long time.
Maybe you start a blog with boobs, get a divorce, delve into life's mysteries and end up right back where you started...BOOBS!
Life is funny that way.
And while I will never cease to delve, today I'm truly thinking about boobs. They do come in pairs (although I have a friend with one boob, cancer took one and she's desperately hanging onto the other), so they could easily fit into the category of "duality." But I won't go there. That would be weird.
So. Boobs. I have so many fabulous female friends in all shapes and sizes. Fortunately, most of my female friends are happy with themselves. However, we know the rules are a little different for us. And I hate rules. This is one of the reasons I'm not keen on marriage. If we need a "license" to love, we've probably missed the point. But I digress. (Wow...I've always wanted to use that expression. I've envied others who use it in just the right place, without sounding trite. Yes, I'm pimpin'.)
Some women give birth and lose their original figures. You know, the figures that make it easier for you to get pregnant in the first place? For whatever reason, I didn't really develop until after I became a mother. One day a girl and the next...bam...a woman! Cool. I have real boobs now! Not that they weren't real before, but the bigger ones were really real!!! Although, looking back, they were rather uncomfortable.
I'm not sure exactly what happened, but this past year they decided to disappear.
Okay mister man...imagine waking up one morning to the realization that the dick fairy paid you a little visit during the night and stole half your winky! You might feel a little weird at first.
So I felt a little weird at first. Then I got used to it. And one day I realized that I had cute little hippie boobs, again...and Kimmy Sue woke up to the fact that those boobs suited her best.
I'm feeling more girlish than I have in a very long time.
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