for girls eyes only

warning: talk of that ol' bane of every girls' existance: the over the shoulder boulder holder, aka, the "brassiere".

i got measured for a bra at penningtons yesterday, and i discovered why i have such a hard time finding a bra that fits, even at the plus size store, where they go all the way up to a triple D......

i am....

a....

42....

here it comes....

H.

yup. a 42H.

that's H for Helluva time finding a danged bra.

garrrrr!!!!!!!!

*whacks head in frusteration*

are we going to have to wear bras in heaven?

one more detail in life i'd rather not have to contend with, Lord!

(the pot cannot say to the Potter, why have You made me thus... the pot cannot say to the Potter, why have You made me thus.... the pot cannot say to the Potter, why have You made me thus?..... maybe if i keep telling myself this, i'll finally stop asking Him why He made me thus?!!?!!!?!!!!!)