Wednesday, September 21, 2005
The Pucker Shirt
Hello, if you would like to see my right breast today, just walk by my left side. I am wearing the "pucker" shirt and didn't realize it would pucker until I was already over half way to work. One would think that you would know this in advance, but it's the first time I've ever worn this shirt. It was one of many contributions from my sister.
Oh on a side note, one should not give away pants that are missing the entire crotch. One should not give said pants to the sister that dresses in such a rush heading out the door that she will not notice the missing crotch until after visiting the laundry mat, Mills mall, and grocery store. The missing crotch is realized upon sitting down on the family room floor to watch TV and having one's husband say, "hey did you realize you have a huge hole in those?"
Back to the original topic of pucker. Although J quite enjoys the pucker shirt, it is annoying the ever-living crap out of me. I have never touched my chest so much, and not in a sexual manner either, in a goddamn stay shut already. Luckily, I have found a position in which to sit that no one else has noticed the pucker. (damn breasts)
No fight broke out last night, so I don't have much to report. Most people were in a cordial mood, although I was not. I've been peeved lately, but you know what I give up. Keep on living your lives people and I'll keep on living mine. BUT... this goes out to those particular few (and you know who you are) if I choose to take any actions in my life that you choose not to agree with; keep your mouths shut. I have been biting my tongue for long enough that if I get a "better than thou" speech, an "I think you should do this" speech, or any such berating; all hell will break loose. I will become the biggest, most vicious, bitch you have ever met.
On a happy note... I GET A WASHER AND DRYER SOON!!!! Plus Saturday is my husband's birthday and if I can get someone to take my kids, I will remain naked the entire day for his viewing pleasure. HA! That was so funny, actually I'm just looking for a babysitter so we can go to dinner and a movie.
Oh on a side note, one should not give away pants that are missing the entire crotch. One should not give said pants to the sister that dresses in such a rush heading out the door that she will not notice the missing crotch until after visiting the laundry mat, Mills mall, and grocery store. The missing crotch is realized upon sitting down on the family room floor to watch TV and having one's husband say, "hey did you realize you have a huge hole in those?"
Back to the original topic of pucker. Although J quite enjoys the pucker shirt, it is annoying the ever-living crap out of me. I have never touched my chest so much, and not in a sexual manner either, in a goddamn stay shut already. Luckily, I have found a position in which to sit that no one else has noticed the pucker. (damn breasts)
No fight broke out last night, so I don't have much to report. Most people were in a cordial mood, although I was not. I've been peeved lately, but you know what I give up. Keep on living your lives people and I'll keep on living mine. BUT... this goes out to those particular few (and you know who you are) if I choose to take any actions in my life that you choose not to agree with; keep your mouths shut. I have been biting my tongue for long enough that if I get a "better than thou" speech, an "I think you should do this" speech, or any such berating; all hell will break loose. I will become the biggest, most vicious, bitch you have ever met.
On a happy note... I GET A WASHER AND DRYER SOON!!!! Plus Saturday is my husband's birthday and if I can get someone to take my kids, I will remain naked the entire day for his viewing pleasure. HA! That was so funny, actually I'm just looking for a babysitter so we can go to dinner and a movie.
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