go ahead, say I am nuts..
I can take it.
After all the pain med I have been on.. I know when I am and am not imagining things..
So last night, I decided to have a Seance and call my boobs down...to have a talk.
For those of you who have been here, you know the boobs kind of hang high until they are motivated to drop into place.
I am impatient.. so I decided I would do this through a seance.
I light the lavendar candle and turned off all of the lights.
After a sip of Smirnoffs twisted lemon, I began the call ..
I sense there are two D's in the room... answer if you hear me.
Let it be known that the two D's sometimes go by the names Thelma and Louise..
Ah... something twitched. and so the communication began..
Alright girls.. look.. I know that this is all new to you.. as it is to me, but you just got to start to move south a bit.. I feel like I have two honeydew mellons under my chin... and its not feeling too good.
I have enough to deal with with the eyes, and under my neck, could you two girls PLEASE just cooperate and start to head south...
After all I am doing the friggin snow angel exercises .. I look like some one on the tarmac waving a 737 into the terminal..
You girls have until thursday morning to drop.. cause on Thursday the doc is going to take a look at you and suggest a more aggressive exercise routine.. like some heavy duty massaging.and well.. i would really like for this to be a walk in the park.
You girls are pretty amazing though.. Good Golly Miss Molly.. how weird is it that I stare at myself.. I mean how amazing is that I go to bed as flat as a six panel door and wake up looking like I have some serious boobs going on...
I am excited now.. excited to see how this all turns out..
ah.. the wind blows.. and that is the sign to let go of my dream boobs... and drift off to another wonderland.