Got a little more done on the deck, before I headed into town. The two items in town was my mammogram and work.
Confession time...I'm embarrass having such large boob. I know the lady who runs the machine sees all sort of size and shape.
But I can't help wondering when she see my boobs if she is thinking them as Holstein cow utter.
Simple day at work.
Well Liz got her bus ticket to go down to Utah. Hope all goes good for her. She living the 14th and coming back on the 25th.
One thing I need to control my sweets at work. I pretty much keep on track away from work.
I know this a pretty short post....Coffee is on
Confession time...I'm embarrass having such large boob. I know the lady who runs the machine sees all sort of size and shape.
But I can't help wondering when she see my boobs if she is thinking them as Holstein cow utter.
Simple day at work.
Well Liz got her bus ticket to go down to Utah. Hope all goes good for her. She living the 14th and coming back on the 25th.
One thing I need to control my sweets at work. I pretty much keep on track away from work.
I know this a pretty short post....Coffee is on
Hari OM
ReplyDeleteUgh... mammograms... no fun with these kinda bazookas, eh? Glad Liz finally on her way. YAM xx
Mammograms, I never liked them and I wonder how necessary. Not fun at all.
ReplyDeleteSo, Liz is going to take care of business, that's good. I suppose your check will be considerably smaller, that bites.
Have a good weekend!
Glad Liz is taking care of her business. As for the boobs, I totally feel your pain.
ReplyDeleteI hate mammograms, but they're a necessary evil, so I get them done when the reminder arrives in my mailbox.
ReplyDeleteI've never been the same since my sister shared her fear with me: that she would be locked in the mammogram machine when the fire alarm went off and everybody left. Thanks for visiting my blog. That was sweet.
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