A week or so ago, we talked about breasts. It occurred to me that I had shorted them in attention. Breasts play an important part in a woman's life. As teenagers, we want them to be bigger. (Oh, how I wanted a bigger bustline in those years.) As young mothers, we want them to have plenty of milk with which to feed our babies.
In menopause, breasts grow incasingly sensitive. If a woman takes hormones, her bresats become even more tender. Add a husband who likes to come up behind you and squeeze "the girls" and you have a recipe for disaster. Or at least a black eye on the husband's part.
No, I haven't ever blackened my husband's eye (though heaven knows he's given me plenty of reason to), I did once inadvertantly give him a good elbow to the face when he startled me with with a surprise squeeze. The resulting pain resulted in my elbows flying back.
My girls and I have made peace with each other. They have finally reached a respectable size, never mind that they sag. Now, if only I can convince my husband that they need to be treated with respect!
I have a visual of Larry grabbing your girls in my mind ......it won't go away.....to funny
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