Since I have reached the ripe old age of 40, and it’s the responsible thing to do, I went today and had a mammogram. I honestly didn’t think my girls could actually go that flat. Wow. But it wasn’t as horrible as I had imagined. Yes, it was uncomfortable, but only for a few seconds at a time. Thinking about it was worse than the actual appointment.
And to reward myself, I bought some Crocs on sale. Well, not Crocs actually. Croc Knock-offs. But they are wild and crazy and make me smile.
Welcome Spring!
welcome spring, and thanks for the mammaries!
Good girl!
I was wondering what you meant by “my girls” but soon figured it out. That’s a funny name to give them! Yes, that is always a sweat producing experience, and of course they don’t want you to wear any deodorant when you have it.
yay for Croc Knox! lol. I sure don’t look forward to those days. I guess there are worse things, but still. Not my idea of a good time!