Friends,
You haven't heard from me recently and I haven't made plans with you either because I am partaking in Boob Fest '05. This really means that I am weaning Mamie from the teat. Sound easy, huh? Formula 24-7, a happy, content baby, a saner mom, a dad who can do feedings, etc. But get this, just because the brain wants to wean, doesn't mean the boobs do. So I am doing all sorts of things to dry them up and deflate them down. Things like icing my chest with frozen peas. Things like applying fresh cabbage leaves to the knockers. Things like drinking yucky sage tea. These are things that are mildly embarassing for me and so that is why none of you have been invited over lately. Plus, I'm really boobtastic. Big. Big boobies. And you ain't seeing 'em. No way. So check back with me next week. Hopefully by then the smell of cabbage will have left my person and the tits will be more realistic. (I know. Me with big bazoombas?!)
You haven't heard from me recently and I haven't made plans with you either because I am partaking in Boob Fest '05. This really means that I am weaning Mamie from the teat. Sound easy, huh? Formula 24-7, a happy, content baby, a saner mom, a dad who can do feedings, etc. But get this, just because the brain wants to wean, doesn't mean the boobs do. So I am doing all sorts of things to dry them up and deflate them down. Things like icing my chest with frozen peas. Things like applying fresh cabbage leaves to the knockers. Things like drinking yucky sage tea. These are things that are mildly embarassing for me and so that is why none of you have been invited over lately. Plus, I'm really boobtastic. Big. Big boobies. And you ain't seeing 'em. No way. So check back with me next week. Hopefully by then the smell of cabbage will have left my person and the tits will be more realistic. (I know. Me with big bazoombas?!)
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