Introducing a new……
|March 18, 2012||Posted by Jenn under Uncategorized|
Call it a meme?
Call it a topic?
Call it pure randomness but I am gonna start switching things up on my blog.
Indiesupporter started out as purely a book review and author interview blog, almost a year ago actually.
Alot has happened since then, I’ve read found and fell in love with lots of new blogs and bloggers out there.
One thing that I have found is that, I LOVE reading posts pertaining to things other than books.
Don’t get me wrong, I love me some books but it’s also nice to take a break since it’s become a side business, too.
So as long as the post has some humor in it, I’m gonna read it.
Here we are full circle, as to what the hell this post is about?
I’m gonna be starting some new topics on here and YOU will be the judge on whether or not I should keep them running.
I’m not gonna hold a vote or ask your opinion because I know some of y’all don’t wanna be put on the spot.
So, how am I gonna know when or if to quit the posts you ask?
It’s all about the comments.
If I get no comments, the posts will stop.
Simple as that.
Now, enough of my rambling ass, here is the start of a new meme……
As you can guess from the banner, this is going to be a topic about kids…aka, my kid and my adventures as a mom.
Today’s first story is as follows:
I’m not gonna lie or brag, just state a fact.
I’m a chesty chick.
I’d love to go down a few sizes but can’t afford that operation so I’m stuck with what I got.
I also am not a huge fan of cleavage.
Don’t get me a wrong.
A little cleavage is ok.
A lot of cleavage, well….it just plain looks disgusting like you have a big plumber butt on your chest.
Case in point….
(disclaimer…not my bra or my kids butt)
See? Looks just like a butt.
On a sidenote, while googling for this pic “baby butt bra pic” I found that they also make butt bras.
Bras for butts really?
Google it sometime, pics are funny.
ANYHOW, back to the post….
I was working out last summer and when a girl works out, she wears a sports bra.
I get done working out, go inside the house and pick up my precious and percoious little boy.
He of course wants held and I oblige cause I love the little dude.
Well, my son has this obsession with pacifiers.
It’s crazy really.
One in the mouth and one in each hand.
That’s right, he’s a double fister when it comes to his binkies.
He’s also got a knack for just sticking them anywhere he can.
Needless to say, I have a huge supply of pacifiers at my house on hand for when he needs one and I don’t have the time to do a sweep.
(note to self, invent binkie detector, make millions)
I had just bought him these way cute little designer pacifiers that looked like little animal mouths.
One was a frog and one was a lion.
He loved them and I thought that they were wicked awesome.
This particular day, he had the lion in his mouth and the frog in his hand.
I had to make a quick trip to the store to pick up stuff and didn’t bother to change.
It was going to be a fast trip, I looked presentable, my outfit wasn’t all tight so off we go to the store.
I go to pick up a script and the pharmacy dude is being all super smiley and stuff.
I am an idiot and think nothing of it, hey maybe he really likes his job? Or maybe he gets free samples of supplies?
I also think nothing of the fact that my son now only has the lion in his mouth and not the frog.
I get my things, we go home and little man wants to get in the pool.
So we do and while we’re playing, he keeps reaching for my chest.
I’m thinking, “So here’s where the men’s obsession for boobs begins?”
Seem’s he had decided my cleavage was a good place to hold a binky until he needed it.
And this is what the pharmacist and lord knows who else saw in between “The Girls”