The space-time continuum

Well then, happy Monday Voxers.

I feel as though I may have stepped into some time portal as it's already 2pm and I feel as though I've just recently arrived to work.  Now, this would be normal on a day where I was swamped with work, but today is not that day.  Time just keeps disappearing.  The time between meals evaporates like it wasn't there at all.  And on a non-related note, bouts of lightheadedness while sitting are just plain weird.

Weekends are just delicious, aren't they?  Yesterday, Lovey, Kiddo and I went over to the home of the new bride and groom for slideshows and videos (and burgers and beers and snacks, oh my tummy).  Great times had by all and we're going to work on having the get-together monthly.  Hooray!

Talks of the Park City vacation were in full swing, even though it's still 9 months away.  We all feel like it's been forever since we were there but it's only been 3 months.  We have more folks joining us this year which will make it either way more fun or a super pain in the ass, lol.

I found it rather amusing when, joking with another guest, she called me a bad mommy.  Kiddo got pretty pissed and said that I'm not a bad mommy, I'm a great mommy.  The other guest noted that she was just joking but Kiddo wasn't having any of that.  I guess I'm not doing such a bad job after all.

The 8th grade dance is on Friday.  I will post pictures later of Kiddo in her self-designed, MommaShyner-made dress.  Let me warn you now that the color scheme is rather outrageous.  The design itself is cute though.  Yet Kiddo has no desire to do anything in fashion.  Go figure.

The fitness bug is about to hit me again.  I know it's all about how my clothes fit and feeling healthy, but 136 pounds on a 5'1" frame just doesn't sound right.  I've got a lot of muscle mass that I can't get rid of. (If anyone knows a safe way to lose muscle mass, please let me know.)  So, it's Zumba mornings and once a week of LEM the Workout over at Body and Soul.  I got the most rockin deal ever on a Mother's Day promotion to get back to pole classes.  Regular price for the once a week, 90 minute class for 6 weeks and for free I got the punch card that allows me to go to as many classes as my body can take for 6 weeks.  AWESOME!  Now, if I could just find time for the trapeze and aerial classes, I'd be set.  Yeah, well, if I could find the money too.

Anywho, I've rambled enough.  Have a wonderful day everyone!

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Two boobs, or not two boobs

I may have previously mentioned that Lovey and I will be attending the wedding of his best friend att he end of March.  It began that I was working out 5 or 6 days a week in preparation for the shindig, but now, I keep working out because it makes me feel good and I'm almost back to being in "circus shape" or at least looking like it since I know the core strength isn't there.

I was torn on what to wear to the wedding.  It's in Honduras so it's going to be hotter than hell.  I have, in my possesion, a total of three dresses.  One is ankle-length and sleeveless and I absolutely love it.  It holds many memories and has gone swimming in pools and oceans.  It will be too hot and sticky for that one though, I believe.  I have another that I wore two years ago to another of his friend's wedding and I like that one too but the current bride and groom were at that wedding and at our table, so I'm not wearing that one.  The third dress I also enjoy, but for some reason, in pictures, you can see my, um, personal boobage area right through the dress!  (It's black, so that's kinda weird.)  At any rate, I wore it to the current bride and groom's engagement party, so that one was out the window as well.  What's a girl to do?

Fortunately, I was gifted a dress, brand new with tags.  It's even designer of sorts I believe, but I don't follow that sort of thing.  It's the dress pictured but instead of the color shown, it's more of a rust color

For free and for something that I hadn't tried on, it's almost perfect.  It's a size 4 (or so it says on the tag) so I really didn't think that I was going to fit into it, but lo and behold I did.  Almost.  Can you see how the waistline is high and shirred?  Well, it fits from there down.  The top gaps open some where I'm supposed to have boobs.  <sigh>

I've been long contemplating having an enhancement.  Mainly for this exact reason.  Clothes don't fit me properly.  Seriously, I can't fit the boob area in a size 4 dress.  WTF is that?  Somehow I've made it 34 years, had a child and still can't fill a friggin B-cup.

Is it the end of the world?  No, of course it isn't.  Does Lovey care?  No.  I've got the same amount of boobs now as when he met me.  It's just me and my issues.

I am pretty sure that we've advanced far enough that having this procedure is relatively safe if done by a reputable doctor. (All surgery involves some risk.)  I realize that I'll be out of commission for a few days to a week.  But I can't really think of any other reason not to do it.  I'm not talking porn star DD's or anything here because that would just look stupid on my frame, but a small C would work wonders.

Why am I telling you this?  I don't know for sure.  I'd like to hear opinions, good stories, bad stories, pros, cons, whatever you've got.  I just want to look nice in my clothes.  Or without them.

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