so it’s the first day without Orangey, my beloved orange bra that bit the dust yesterday. today we went with itchy red. itchy red is a lacy-red number that provides nice support and makes me look perky. but alas, it’s a little itchy. hence the name.
so if it weren’t for Chocolate Rockside trail mix (that’s the name of the delicious raisin/almond/peanutty ambrosia i love so much) and Diet coke with Lime, i don’t think i’d be half the person you see here before you. instead, i’d have just crawled under my desk and slept (since i did none of that sleeping last night). and it kind of blows that i’m so sleepy because i have so much to do and so much to write about and well, i’ll probably just go home and take a nap.
p.s. yes, i do plan on talking about nothing but bras and trail mix until i am over my grief, so suck on that!
I’m happy to talk about bras as long as you like, but the trail mix thing is a wee bit creepy.
However, c’est la vie!
I concur.
Women’s Underwear: Good.
Granola: West Coast.
My wife lost an underwire at work today. It must be an epidemic or something.