Talking about boobs...

Ok, I am going to admit it, I am a tid bit boob obsessed, but not with boobs in general, just my own, but they are always getting in the way, so I can't help but think about them, I would be butt obsessed, except it is behind me so it isn't keeping me from seeing what shoes I am wearing or if my legs need to be shaven.

Either way, I wanted to share with you all something I have been bottling up inside and have been dying to tell someone--a few months ago I went to church and while there noticed I was not wearing a bra, yep, some how it wasn't until I sat down in church and I crossed my arms for the opening prayer that I noticed something was wrong, I tried to tell myself nobody else had noticed and that I could just make due without it, but when I informed my husband of my mistake he not only laughed but then went on to inform a friend that I had to go home to get my bra since my boobs hang down to my belly button it isn't fair to everyone else for me to go without one--thanks honey

well the truth hurts some times don't it. Actually, it's a fact, my jugs are a little too big to not be contained, but the funniest part about the day is we had to skip out after they passed the bread and water and run home to get one (which took a little over 30 minutes) since I work in the library I have to be available during class time, but after I got back someone came up to me super concerned and asked if I was OK, since she noticed both my husband and me leave (I can't drive so he had to take me home, my friend watched our son, that was why he told her), all I could say was that I had forgotten something and had to run home and get it.

Now when I was 17 and my mom went to church without her bra I couldn't figure out how a woman could make that mistake and gave her such a hard time, so now I want to publicly apologize and admit that I am becoming my mother (and I am doing it a lot sooner than it took her)