Let’s talk about Boobs. I have big ones which are more of a hindrance and less ‘sexy appendages’ the older I get. A friend of mine once said, “Big boobs are only good for one thing……feeding the baby without taking it out of the crib”, and I have to concur. I would happily give them to the first female I heard bemoaning her compact titlets.
There are challenges to having big boobs. For example, restaurant tables are all ‘Boob Height’; I like to call them Boob Tables because as soon as I sit down my boobs are resting on the table top. The Viking enjoys the view but so does everyone else who happens to walk past or is taking our order. Sure, it means I don’t necessarily have to wear a bra for support when I go out for dinner but that just makes the journey from the car to the table sort of weird. Either The Viking or I have to hold them because no one wants to watch them sway back and forth as I walk. Sure, I could probably hypnotize people to do my bidding – that is actually a very good idea! – but that would make us late for our reservation.