Scene: Kohl’s Department Store.
I had just finished standing in a line in order to make a return at the customer service counter. This line began in a walkway with candles and house wares on one side and lingerie on the other. While waiting in line with Grant, my attention had been drawn to the candles, and making sure a certain little person didn’t cause a “you break it, you buy it” situation for me.
I completed my return and had to walk back past the people waiting in line. As I did so, I finally noticed the lingerie. Bras! Buy 2 get 1 Free!!
“Hang on a second, Grant” I say as I peruse the display. (I am desperately in need of new bras… my current ones are every bit as effective as trying to support a baseball with a stretched out rubber band.)
As I look, apparently Grant is looking too. He stands in front of a display of pretty, colorful, lacy, padded bras. He grabs a cup in each hand and while squeezing and massaging, loudly declares: “Oh, Mom! This one is a gooooood one.”
I did not turn to see the faces of the people standing in the line 5 feet behind us.
I did not wait to hear their snickering and whispering.
I removed Grant’s hands from the boobie sling and walked in the other direction, taking the long way around in order to not have to look at anyone’s face.
Gravity is my enemy, but public humiliation makes my boobs sag even more.
Chrissy at A Lil’ Dash Of Diva tagged me and asked me to please list 6 unimportant things that make me happy. While I would argue that anything that makes one happy has importance, I concede that there are definitely things that are more important than others.
- When my boys bring in the newspaper or junk that solicitors leave on the porch without having to be asked to do so.
- Fragrant candles.
- A gamble on a new lipstick that pays off because it works with my skin tone.
- A half full movie theater and being there early enough to see the Previews of Coming Attractions.
- A good song on the radio.
- Holding hands with Handsome Hubby. (Sappy, yes, I know.)