AAAhhhh! My boobs are shrinking!!!

Okay, so I have always been known to have some massive mamories...Never been particularly fat but could at some points have stood to lose a few pounds but the boobs never really changed that drastically one way or the other. I appreciate the melons. I like the melons. They get attention when I do and don't want it. But mostly they help me out of sticky situations...he he he...Like CAR issues you sick bastards!

Anyway, as some of you may remember I have been working out with a trainer for a few months now. Okay, I have been working my arse off! And apparently when you work your arse off along with it comes your BOOBS! Good heavens NO!

Okay, now I have had friends through the years that have threatened to get breast implants, have always wanted more more more, have chanted silly sayings as they do push up's like "we must, we must, we must increase our bust", but I have always dissuaded them from such nonsense. I mean, if you go from nothing to your cup runeth over it would be quite an unpleasant surprise. Those little shirts you wear don't fit so comfortably anymore, nor can you wear them to say...church! Unless you want to look like Pamela Anderson at the Academy Awards last year. Can you say TRASHY?

So my point, and I do have one, is that my poor boobies appear to be leaving me. They have been with me since the 10th grade when I woke up one day and for some reason got lots and lots of attention from the boys...well, that's not true, from EVERYONE! Hmmm, maybe that's why I got such a good grade in Algebra but couldn't do a lick of it outside of the classroom...? Anyway, I guess a small waist and better health is a good trade off (I bought my first pair of smaller pants the other day! Yipee). But I am truly scared. I have never lived life on the other side. Without the twins. With a smaller bra...What ever will I do? I think I'm seriously getting a little sad about this. Maybe I'm just being crazy, change is good right?