This may be a bit personal..but considering everything else that I have written on this blog..(if you read it..lol) It doesn’t compare.
I woke this morning to something quite remarkable. Something I hadn’t seen in a while (I guess almost a year.)
I woke up to BREAST. Plump, round, full breast! Amazing to me. Brown, Lush, Round, Plum Areola’s Ripe and Heavy. Thick Nipples..High and Awake.
The smile on my face..Priceless.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m ovulating.. I’d like to think it’s more than that. Besides, I’ve ovulated in past months, well, years. Over 10 to be exact; that’s the age of my youngest daughter. Also, before your mind tries to help me out..No!!! I’m not pregnant…unless I will become A New Religion Iconic Story of the New World! (Which would be miraculous in itself..) However, could you imagine the headline? “The Brown-Lady’s Supposed Immaculate Conception”..Better yet..”Birth of Satan..the return of the Anti-Christ”..
Actually, now as I write this..It could possibly be the lavish amount of food that my family has fed me. A hidden agenda? Maybe… (Hmm?) It has been tasty and delicious. All weekend and since then…I have been treated by my Mother and other family members with meals and free food. ” Hey, you gotta try this. Eat this. Have you eaten here?” And, for some odd reason..I have been hungry. I haven’t rejected a morsel. But, could 3 days of eating… do THIS!? (I’d like to show a picture..but I’m not a physical exhibitionist.) However, if you personally know me..feel free to stop by and just glance..but don’t let me know that your looking…I hate to have this spoiled by some stupid comment..like: “I don’t see what you’re talking about? or Wow?! Where your breast really smaller than what they are now?” Just look at em’ and keep the comments to yourself. Unless, you really want to be in my favor..you can say something like “Beautiful!!! I see what you’re talking about! They have gotten big! Do you now need a bigger bra size? Wow!!! So what are you a “C” cup now?!
Perhaps, it could be Almond Milk. I have been downing a lot of that lately. Could it be?! Nut MILK? (I’ll Google after I’ve finished writing). If possible, you may see me at the market (TODAY) with a basket of no less than 20-1/2 gallons. (Here’s the Free Plug, in my clear commercial voice) “Silk Dark Chocolate Almond Milk! Healthy and Nutritious with the added benefit of Blooming, Bloussant Breast for all of you limp maidens. Get yours Today!!!!”
Oh Yeah!? Another possibility could be weight gain. I have put on a few pounds…especially after this weekend. Normally, I’m barely 100 pounds or rounding off at about 105…on a 4 foot 11 inch frame. I now may be a glorious 110. I would like to think..at least this morning..that 5 of those pounds went to these Massive..Cantaloupes..that I now can imagine glittery tassels rotating around..bending over and sneakily smiling with both hands cupping them..displaying the shined cleavage..with millions of Mardi Gras beads around my neck. “Aahhh..Boobies”.
I remember in 5th grade when I first got them. This boy named “John Something” at St. Francis Xavier Elementary, shouted and pointed in front of all the recess children..”She has boobies!..She has boobies!” He laughed mischievously and gathered the other boys to do the same. I angrily and shockingly grew so embarrassed that I kicked him as hard as I could in my “Black and White College Bros” right in the groin. I remember him howling and doubling over. My teacher “Mrs. Dowd; an awful, horrid woman”, came running out and grabbed me by my arm and marched me into the girls restroom where she basically taught me what “Child Abuse” was. But, this was a good ol’ fashioned Catholic School; so everything she did at that time was “legal”. I got in trouble for the first time. .Good girl now gone “Bad” all because of Boobies. Actually, I wish I had knew then what I know now. I probably would have thanked “John Something” for acknowledging my budding beauties.
But..that was so long ago and this is TODAY!!!
I feel like dancing and shouting..the same kiddie song that “John Something” sang…”I got Boobies!..I got Boobies!”..but I will admit that I’m apprehensive on getting too carried away. I feel that it might spook them. Instead, I will continue to dawn my brightest white tank top (to accentuate my lovelies) and walk with my chest poked out and back slightly arched..I may take off the Chucks and put a low heel sandal on..just to pull everything together. I’ll be practicing the walk..so just in case you see me..please don’t laugh..Also, I will be kindly collecting your Iphone’s, Camera Phones, Camera’s, or any other video equipment at the door.